Loneliness Poem by abinash panda
Loneliness
In this strange rough world,
when i was first born,
i was loved by all so much,
so soft was their soothing touch.
but soon the world was exposed,
and all their love disposed,
into the deserts of time,
as i grew to 16 from nine,
i am now a teenager,
cares for nobody ever,
but i have no more close friends,
because i am not upto there trendz.
i m ugly, dark and fat,
thats how girls to me looked at,
so i have no interest in girls too
as i have nothing for them to woo.
at this tender age of mine,
my parents never understand me,
with them i never dine,
as the could only depress me.
so i have no friends to share,
no girls to stare,
no parents to discuss,
what contributes to my lowly status.
in this world of misery
i live in a place called emptiness,
in here is my birthright companion,
my only best friend...... loneliness.
Guplu I am so glad to find a poet within you.I go through your poem more than 10 times and every time it touched me so much.I am proud of you...keep it up.
A very good expression of the state of a mind of every teenager.. We had all been there- us, who had gone and grown through that age.. P: S: Don't worry about what others think of you, as they say 'kuch to lok kahenge logo ka kaam hai kehna' ;)
Guplu very gud attempt... Pleased to explore ur literary penchant.keep on writing. Day b day it will b garnished with elegant flavour flavours.... My gud wishes for u
Flamboyant mind and boisterous youth drifted u to a monotonous loath.................. Ur tryst with a utopia Faded away d essence of genuine lov Lov z all around u still u grope for lov.......... Time has elapsed n ur taste has been changed No more r u d moms boy pampered. Again tym will come and remind u Wht u called seclusion or loneliness Z nothing bt a childish shade.
ha ha ha.. timel ia a lethal aspect of our life... ur time has shown u the truth... now i wait for mine.. hope it has the same effect as urs.. thank u auntie.. or mami... u made my dAy
Flamboyant mind and boisterous youth Drifted u to a monotonous loath.... Ur strong tryst with a utopia Has faded away
Nicely written, Abinash. I don't think I learned what true loneliness was until I was an adult
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I would like to translate this poem
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''at this tender age of mine, my parents never understand me, '' a common feeling.. often but not always true.. anyway, Souren's right in his comment Thanks for sharing, Abinash Blessings