Alone

Alone

When the moon hides behind the clouds
When the seagulls hide their faces underneath their wings
When the ocean waves are tired and resting
And the only sound are the whispering of palm leaves

He stands alone where others stood before
Where countless dreams have drowned 
Where hopes of love are buried neath the gritty sand
Where tears have been shed and washed away

It would be easy to walk into the ocean’s arms
It would be like gasping for air like when she walked out
It would be like his heart stopping as it did before
He ponders whether he, like others, can live with pain

He saw the silver moon peeked out of the fluffy clouds
It seemed as it knew the pain inside of him
It seemed as if moonbeams were caressing his heart
it seemed as if there was only one option for him
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Barry-Nishanian Avatar
March 5, 2018 at 7:31 PM
Wow! you pulled my heart strings. Thinking of lines about ..where he stood, where dreams died...What's the one option for him????? Could the moonbeams rescue him.. Might be a sequel to this. Great write! bbn
Blanca Avatar
March 5, 2018 at 8:18 PM
Your kind words made me want to share more of myself. Thank you Barbara.
Hunter  Avatar
February 20, 2018 at 8:57 PM
Poetry is the emotional salve for heartbreak. Your poem has a calming effect, as if this difficult time of break-up will always pass; the tears will dry. That's my take. Cool poem.
Blanca Avatar
February 20, 2018 at 9:24 PM
Thanks
De Beaulieu Avatar
February 15, 2018 at 5:10 PM
Hello Carlos, I feel sorry for the man in your poem, he is lonely. So sad. Have a nice day my friend.
Blanca Avatar
February 20, 2018 at 9:24 PM
Thank you. You have a better day.
Gauthier Avatar
February 15, 2018 at 4:51 PM
Powerful imagery, Carlos. Wonderful poem.
Blanca Avatar
February 22, 2018 at 9:12 AM
Your kind words stroke my heart.
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