Sunset
At dawn, I waited patiently on the Eastern shore,
and felt the sea spray on my face, hoping.
But, you never came.
At noon, I looked for you with shaded eyes
and a heart full of love, beyond the blue horizon, praying.
But nothing
At dusk, with heavy heart like the sinking sun that settles in the West
over the ocean waves, it came to me.
You would not come now, or ever.
At night, as clouds veiled the quartermoon with darkness,
it was then I realized with great sadness
what could have been was gone now and forever.
1 comment:
So sad a poem, you must be heartbroken.
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