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Dark Shores

Here I wait at the edge of the lands
holding mounds of earth within my hands.

Then I yelled :

"Dust returns to earth, as earth commands
so I instill my hopes in these ivory sands."
And as I planted my hands into the ground
the clouds began swirling and gathering all around.
And while the clouds continued to warp and twist
the area was consumed by an ominous mist.
Through the mist walked a figure on the sea
and the waters ran still as I saw it was me.
His eyes pierced my soul like a savage spear
and I fell to my knees, but felt no fear.
He then smirked as he dissipated
and the motion of the sea was reinstated.
The winds increased, as did the tides
I now stare into the beast where malice resides.

I saw that the sea had become my despair
for my hopes that were crushed awaited me there.
The thunder sounded like a war in the sky
while lightning manifests the war gods cry.
And as the waves of sorrow crash on the shore
my resolve begins to waver...more and more.
I am losing the war against each wave
diminishing the dreams that I so crave.
Every hour that passes, my body ages years
but now is not the time for regrets or tears.
I summon what is left of my soul inside
to strengthen these shores, to battle each tide.

I said:

"These waves shall not destroy what I have built
no matter how much this vessel shall wilt.
I pour myself into this earth
so that it may bear the strength of my worth."
The sands began to glow as a radiant gold
and a feeling of comfort began to take hold.
The land had risen by one hundred feet
this may well bring about my sorrow's defeat.
The golden sands were radiantly glowing...
but the waves and the winds were quickly growing.
And as I stared into the liquid abyss
the sea had formed an enormous fist.
It began to pummel the base of the cliff
synchronizing its blows like a destructive riff.

So my sanctuary has crumbled and so have I
and a single tear of shame escapes my eye.
Now the tides have settled and winds have gone
I lay there peering into the eyes of dawn.
Broken in spirit, in body and in mind
free of the hopes that led me blind.

And just think, I will repeat all of this tomorrow
for it was just another day in the war against my sorrow.
Written by Benaditus (Robert)
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