Alone Poem by Donatien Moisdon

Alone



She may hold me tight in her arms
but, like an arctic wolf, I wander through the cold.

She may hold me dear in her heart
but, like an asteroid, I circle in the dark.

Why do I know that I was born
and that am alive and will no longer be?

Could I not, otherwise, indulge her fantasy
and whisper sweet nothings in the warmth of her neck
without lies, regrets, misgivings and fear?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Palitha Ranatunge 23 February 2016

Becuase you are such a genuine man for you can not lie and pretend. I know that you do not love her man! 'Like an arctic wolf, I wander throught the cold' Well, it is new to me for I am from the Indian ocean. Are you from the Nothern hemisphere my freind? Thank you so much and I like your short but menaingful poetry.

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