Resigned
I lay in love
As would be a shoreline
Enjoying the ebb of your tides upon me
I lay in love
Rejoicing the lusty touch of your waves on me
Content, fully aware that you remain here
As each sunset promised the sunrise!
But your hatred surged at me,
As would the wreck of a tsunami,
Destroying my shoreline,
Drowning me in tons of rubbles and dirt
So much that now
I just keep praying:
May it be that your hatred kills me
As, existing in such a broken state
Would lead me nowhere!
I lay now, hurt and damaged
Trying to get a grip on myself
And on my unwilling existence
I lay, praying that your hatred
Would grip my heart with such force
That it would stop beating, thereby
Bringing an end to this cursed existence
That I lead, willed by the skies themselves!
Pray, this world has no meaning whatsoever, yet,
In you, I had found my purpose and my anchorage
But a diseased reef would never be able to please you
Who are used to the fragrance of sparkling ones!
I lay still in love, and now try to find my peace in counting
Grains of sand, while waiting for the end of my existence!
For Contest Your Best New Poem
Sponsored by: Emile Pinet
Written on 8 Dec 2019
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