Alone Poem by (De Va)

Alone

Rating: 2.7


This morning I woke alone,
A smile crept across my face,
No time to cry or to bemoan,
No sorrow, not even a trace,
The room is strewn like a cyclone
Has rampaged around the place.
No angry words for which to atone.
Tasmanian Devil is my disgrace,
As I whorled throughout the home,
My soul and spirit to interlace.
The time has come to be on my own
Freedom is mine, it, I do embrace.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Darkangel Flyfree 01 November 2012

Being alone is nice sometimes. It gives you time to think, no angry words said and all the freedom you can have! Nice one, truely enjoyed this poem!

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Sara Fielder 26 March 2012

I agree with Eric. I for one find strength in being alone.

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Eric Cockrell 20 March 2012

walk free! when you know yourself, you are never alone!

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Siyabonga A Nxumalo 17 March 2012

Beautiful poem Deva, freedom is mine...like this line.....

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