Sand Became My Tears

Once,

I had lost myself to dreams,

To the tide that carried them to the shore and handed me an ocean,

I raised them to know no harms,

Until I lost time.

 

Before,

I had a heart,

That pounded within my chest a stream of conscious love,

I bled water that was innocent,

Until it became dry.

 

Now,

My tears are bereft of blue,

Because blue was the color of my salivation that I let myself believe in,

It was a flourish of my humility,

Until sand became my tears. 

Reviews

[kelvin]

Nice read here stating with things being good or innocent till a change weighs upon them sort of being found then lost so to speak sad agony here but nicely written as always keep writing fellow writer.

[RachelReaper]

A calm ocean corrupted by heartbreak. You know what I like about your poems? You combine synonyms that seem like they shouldn't go together, but the way you do it makes it make sense.

[Aella.lives]

Oh, yes thank you! I always try different things, so I'm glad when people acknowledge them.

[Corlette]

Wow, seems so serene but so sad

[Aella.lives]

Thank you... you definitely understand. :)

[MOON]

Such beautiful imagery poignant write. Until I lost time what a striking line.

[Aella.lives]

Thank you! :)

[AK]

Brilliant poem! I loved the description! Nice theme! Keep writing,

[Forevermore]

i love it, it holds emotion, descriptions, i enjoyed this piece alott

[Sophie]

I love this! I don't even have words to describe! thhis is beautiful, I love the structure, the "time words", just amazing :)

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I really enjoyed this poem mainly because of the numbing feeling that I got from it. As sand becomes tears... as emotions become so bland and grainy that they're simply dry now, nothing of distinct value... "I raised them to no harms, Until I lost time", meaning that eventually time meant nothing. Nothing meant anything anymore.

[John Fitzgerald]

i don't know why but i get the impression of bright colours dancing in wild, uncontained movements. Might just be me, but i enjoyed this very much, esp the line;
To the tide that carried them to the shore and handed me an ocean.
well done :)

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A steering piece that leads the reader from start to finish, well done, good read.