A Confession Of A Frustrated Swimmer Poem by Marie Joyce B. Negapatan

A Confession Of A Frustrated Swimmer

Rating: 3.0


I can never be as graceful as a dolphin.

No, I can never ever be.

The fact is as clear as the crystal waters of the Pacific Ocean.

No matter how hard I try

I always ended up in one corner

And just cry…

Why can I not swim my way to victory?

Why do I always drown in my own tears?

I don’t wanna be a laughingstock.

But this is my role in the class.

To provide entertainment

And make myself a complete fool

Floating in that filthy pool.

Today, I’ll never ever forget

This frustration and disappointment

When I decided to give up the fight

And walk away feeling frustrated

Coz I lost the battle when I didn’t even fight.

Tears, tears, tears!

Stinging my cheeks

Burning my soul

With too much shame

Now I know

I can never be like them

I’ll just float away

And let the tides carried me away

From this misery and sorrows

Of this frustrated swimmer.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joseph Daly 03 December 2005

Lovely one Marie. The use of the swimmer as a metaphor is great and a unique way of illustrating the point. Would you look at the 7th line again, I'm not sure that it makes sense. Should it be: ' Why can I not swim...? ' Regards, Denis Joe

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