You have a way with words when examined on a sentence-by-sentence basis, but that's pretty much it. You like to talk too much, to lecture too much. That's what's always brought down your poetry. A lack of drawing from different strings to weave together an emotionally driven narrative unhindered by dry thinking.
"and in a mystery to be/ when time from time shall set us free/ forgetting me, remember me" --E.E. Cummings Reminiscing about everything we have lost, and everything we will become.