Treasure Island

Arti Chopra

(16 Nov 1953 / Jammu)

Alone


In a room filled with people
I am alone
I do not belong
They sing not my song
My thoughts
They wander
Over soaring heights
Beautiful flights
Meaningful
Divine
I long for the company of those
Who are mine
Here, in a crowd
I am alone
What do I know
Of meaningless chatter
Polite talk
While sizing each other up
Calculating
Deducing
Planning
Mani pulating
For a selfish means
I want to be with people
I love and admire
Not in a dark dirty mire
Filled with selfish and
Lost souls
That is why
In a room full of such people
I am alone

Submitted: Saturday, August 17, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, August 20, 2013
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  • Khairul Ahsan (8/23/2013 6:43:00 AM)

    I must commend you for this beautiful poem, Arti!
    You may be alone but you stand taller than any other. (Report) Reply

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