How harsh it will be for someone
to be all alone
surrounded by emptiness
in the lap of cruel loneliness
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You have been very bold and forthright in portraying the realities that hound someone into a corner of loneliness where objects appear more trustworthy than human beings. Thanks. What I have now to be called mine / is a diary and a pen / they listen to me support me / Its better to trust an object / than to have faith on men.
Value of love is not known, when it is abundant, this loneliness has taught me to be strong, to be independent. none to share a cup of tea, loneliness, no one to laugh with and to joke... yes loneliness is a terrible experience. it can kill us mentally. you have pictured the struggle very well in this poem. thank you very much. love your poem. tony
Thank you Sir.Please read my other poems and comment on it.
Relationship is where the most growth is offered. There is somebody for everybody! What do we project onto others or the world?