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Jun 2015
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My eyes closed
I was carried to the world of desires
where once in this same place
we laughed and talked
and drank wine.
The warm wind
hugged me
and held back the suppressed tears  
that begged to be let loose.
And for that one moment
everything was perfect
and I couldn't remember;
why was I sad when I came here?

And then I heard footsteps
and they returned me back to the world of reality.
Where they maybe yours, coming for the solace of that night like me ?
But they were not yours, no.

And I remembered why my heart was full of pain when I came here.
And it dawned on me why every time I go out of the house,
almost automatically I come to this same place,
taking the same route.
Because for a moment I long to have that one, perfect evening.

But I realise as I think it,
it’s only one,
there will never be another.

And that’s why I keep on chasing this route,
the route of desire
to mask the searing pain of reality.
On that karst where we once drank wine
© Franziska Grech
25/06/2015
Franziska
Written by
Franziska  Malta
(Malta)   
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     chris, --- and LB Parker
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