Lonely, and Cried Alone

I am a lonely person
I have many people around me
But the feeling of loneliness
Its deeply seated in me

The birds are chirping
I can hear the voices
My friends are chatting around
But I feel lonely, I am a lonely person.

To subside the feeling
I mingle with my friends
Playing with them for a while
Making them laugh.

Then again I feel lonely
Its my inner feeling
I am a lonely person
like a lonely tree in the desert.
I am a lonely person! 


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'Alone! ' I cried again. 

'Alone I am with me! 

Lonely in a world of mist

Alone, I reach to touch your wrist

And see if I am thee.’

To be alone beside a soul

Afloat, adrift; an empty ghoul

Alone in woe; the yearning flesh

To fill a thin, contorted mesh 

Diffuse atop an icy floor, alone.

So much alone in fact, I lack

The tonal vibrancy of life: 

I am a song without a tune alone; 

A greying sky in June alone; 

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