Monday 16 December 2013

LONE WITHOUT BEING LONELY.

Loneliness is now remote on a distant island by itself,
Far from the shore I've known... yet floats in others emotional seas
leaving its mark for those by its way of stealth,
Doesn't matter where you're from... rich, poor in poverty or wealth,
At some point isolation blows a cold chill in that place for most
in their mental wiles taking comfort which is known so well,
But many live on that island estranged in their personal prison hearing
the toll of a wanton bell...
In that place where only loneliness lives and reigns and can only dwell.

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