Seashore Poem by Sandra Martyres
Seashore
Sitting alone at twilight
On the waters edge
Watching the waves
Lash the shore
And slowly recede
Each water crest
Brings back memories
From the past
I recall my school days
When I’d rush back
Just to scour the beach
For unusual coloured shells
A beautiful collection I had
Then came my College days
When we argued in groups
Sitting on the shore
About the advantages of
Socialism versus Capitalism
Whether Keynesian Economics
Had lost its relevance etc.
I was soon into my first job
Total commitment meant
No time to waste on the seashore.
A couple of years later I met
The man I meant to select
As my life partner
And was back again at the seashore
Spending long evenings
Hand in hand talking animatedly
Of a bright and happy future together
But alas that was not to be
We were forced to part
And went our separate ways
I stopped visiting the seashore
For many years thereafter
I did not want to remember
What I wanted to forget
But today I feel differently
The hurt and the pain
Has lessened with time
I can sit in peace
Reminisce about the past
Enjoy the cool breeze and
The rhythm of waves lashing the shore
Alone….
This sea covers three forth of this world space The shore, the bank is that place, a face Which gets its reflection of the past, present and future in a lace It depends whether the reflection is seen at high tide or ebb or in solace Time is a healer, time is a lesson, time is a phrase. A frank sumission of life and its prime lesson Worlds flow like Incessant drops of rain At the end makes a pool of wisdom thought. Good one. enjoyed this read. Thank you.
Beautiful piece Sandra...thank you for sharing your memories with us in this wonderfully expressed poem.....you have captured our hearts 10++ for sure
a seashore that is a witness to all your joys and sorrows.a touching write.
Sandra, this is an exquiste piece of writing. seashore has a store of memories, some sad, but some happy you narrate a story of your life some joys, some strife with equanimity with no self pity life goes on, no point to mourn... sea shore beckons again time does heal the pain. love Mamta
a beautiful poem with sad images ended by a hope that the days heal the wounds.well said
This poem has a soothing effect sandra.. I like that feeling... Not every one can do it through a poem.. In most ways this is a very moving write too.. And did you wrote this one from personal xp Sandra? .... if that is so, this poem goes on to prove that great poems come when written from heart.. this is beautiful.. with lots of love shan
In the memories, and on the sea shore, here is something streight from the heart.10
The seashore is the perfect place to stop, pause, and take stock of our lives. There is nothing more relaxing than the sound of the gulls and the waves and perhaps children playing in the sand. A wonderful poem, Sandra. Loved it! '10! ' Warm Wishes, Marilyn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/7/2025 5:07:09 AM # 1.0.0
I am sure that, that time will return when you are no longer alone on a sea shore.