Beaches covered with sands of time-
Coast lines edges in scalloped design-
Lighthouse beams shine at whats left behind...
While the seas ebb and flow leave nothing to find;
Just ragged soaked memory echos-
In the shells i put to my ears...
Just oysters minus the pearls of wisdom...
My body 'tis drenched from crying my tears;
With no comforting harbor even in view...
With no loving lagoon harboring youl...
With no alibaster sands-all brand new-
Even with our love once deep as the blue;
Yes, the beaches are covered in sands of time-
Much like an hour-glasss but with a chime-
Ringing the bells for the season of the reason to rhyme...
For loosing you 'tis a fathomless crime;
On to distant and greener shores you are?
And i will never understand the reason- or the why...
Sitting here in the sandy granules of an empty beach-
Remembering you-i again begin to cry;
June 12,2010
The Essence
A poem of great sadness and despair on a lonely beach with the sand. Thinking about a love that was lost and shedding tears. Into each life a little rain must fall. I have two poems titled Tear Drops and A Lovers Stroll, Please take a peek. Nice write.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very heart wrenching, brought tears to my heart and eyes. Can feel your sadness. Thank you for sharing.