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By: Zarqalshams
"Not a Very Good Try" by Zarqalshams is a haunting, cyclical poem that delves into suffering, betrayal, and emotional turmoil. Surreal imagery—empty cups of brine, a sharp little sword, black nails—paints recurring pain and defiance. The speaker endures repeated wounds, yet ends with a dismissive “not a very good try,” showing strength in darkness.
Empty cups of brine...
Filling the dreams of mine...
Making me feel so cline...
Evening days and dine...
And the sharp little sword...
Stabbing me from behind...
Black nails drenched in blood,
Red lips making rebel —
As soon as it goes on,
Let me out of ways...
On that very night,
Little streamlet shrinks —
Shrink and swell and roar,
Roar hard, harder than a scream.
Scream takes some time,
Time of misery that howled,
Howled hard — harder as a wolf.
Misery takes her breath,
Makes her deep in brine.
Brine rises, fire alive —
And the sharp little sword...
Stabbing me from behind...
This time, I said,
"Boy... not a very good try."
Empty cups of brine...
Filling the dreams of mine...
Making me feel so cline...
Evening days and dine...
The poem depicts a cycle of recurring pain and betrayal. Despite deep emotional wounds, the speaker stands unfazed, showing resilience with a touch of sarcasm — "not a very good try."
The poem loops with symbols of sorrow (brine, sword, blood), reflecting the endless return of inner anguish. But each time, the speaker emerges emotionally detached, refusing to be destroyed.
– A symbolic journey by Zarqalshams
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