Cerulean

As I sit on these rigid rocks

That mark the boundary

Between land and sea,

A narrow strip of rock,

Of man's attempt to keep 

The relentless sea at bay,

I can't help but wonder

Of man's futile effort to keep

The two lovers apart.

With man embracing the role

Of an austere guardian

To keep two bessoted lovers asunder.

The birds of the sea,

The emissaries to his lady love

Pass on the clandestine epistles

To and fro.

The sea unrelenting in his quest

To reach his beloved swain

Beats down upon those adamantine rocks

With every ripple,

Slowly degrading them

Into mere grains of sand.

And day by day,

Week by week,

Millennia by millennia,

He comes closer to his queen.

And yet man adds rock by rock

To expand their divide.

And so he continues

His relentless beats ,

Upon those accursed rocks

For yet another eternity.

The world a mere spectator

In this tragic tale,

À la Odesseus and Penelope

And of eternal hope.

Reviews

[Teresa]

Very good, keep it up :) I enjoy reading your work.!!!!

~Teresa/Tessa

[Anindita Janhabee]

After a long time, got to see your work. I'm glad to be the first to review such an amazing poem. First, the words that you chose to mention here add to the flavour of the poem.. Next, the comparison that you decided to draw between the land and sea and lovers just shows how deeply it's thought. So refreshing and honest about that part where you showed the truth of humans and their efforts....
very well written... good job my friend!!
Anindita : )

[Joel Armstrong]

Thank you so much! : )

[Anindita Janhabee]

most welcome!!!