I am eight and twenty, a lonely rose – no one close to sit with;
Here are no companions nor kin and kith, I live in lonely myth!
Sitting in the empty hall by myself at the day dawn in the white;
I feel awful – awful beyond all – crying gently dusk in the night.
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A solo bird beats the lonely drum... Your poetry are so musical. I like your style very much...
The angst of being lonely, we all feel it at times. 'I am eight and twenty, a lonely rose – no one close to sit with; Here are no companions nor kin and kith, I live in lonely myth! ' Truly amazing!
'Harindhar style' i can see clearly here very well...the way you write and the pull of the story, shape of emotion is real you..Perfect art! There's a lot of nice lines i really like..i smile for your playful words, it amazing and interesting...you not only try to create atmosphere but also constructing music plane in your poems....that's the best things you always do and i call it as Harindhar style hahaha :) _Unwritten Soul
Thank you for your artistic review on the poem 🙏🙏👍👍
Thank you for your artistic review on the poem 🙏🙏👍👍