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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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