Never Again

Finding myself upon the shore,
Like a rat, nay, victor they say.
But I'm not sure what is it that I won

when my heart beats surrender.
And my mind progresses nothing
But the sunset melding with the sea

Stepping into it carefully at the horizon
And sea churning, stirring awake,
much alike memories

That I repressed with this
So called victory that has been nothing more than
Bitter, for my eyes will never meet yours again.

All the sugar we've known burning to the point
Where we no longer mourn it,
but forget it existed.

Waves hit the rock where I sit
creating a somber rhythm
I cannot forget. Calling for help

Or just cheating the loving Sun,
But I'm too bruised to care,
When salt burns loss, and not failure.

Author's Note

Contemplating once upon a sunset, about things that will never be again.

Reviews

[Vesa Lee]

There is a very clear voice in all the poems I've read of yours thus far, and it's very refreshing.
I don't feel like I'm trying to fight my way out of a maze of words and sentiments as I do with other writers on this site. The meaning is there, the images clear, and each word adds rather than obstructs the reader's journey through your narrative.
I'm a fan. ^-^ Great piece.

[Alana McGuire]

"So called victory that has been nothing more than
Bitter, for my eyes will never meet yours again."
When I was reviewing the finalist poems for my contest, those lines stood out to me every time I read this piece. It's so relatable and definitely brought me back to my past and slapped me in the face with the raw emotion. I love every word of this. :)

[Leslie Philibert]

Love the line Waves hit the rock... As always, well written and structured, lots of
interesting metaphorical surprises, Well done.

[Nath]

Sad, but I like this :-)
The descriptions and the imagery are great, too.
The sea is a beautiful place, indeed.

[Grenadine Ida]

strong longing, stagnation, and helplessness are crearly and beatifully depicted in this poem.

[impuls]

You have some great imagery in your poems.