Lonely Poem by Sandra Feldman
Lonely
I'm tired of being lonely,
Of not having a face,
Of just drifting along,
In this world of disgrace.
I'm tired of being lonely,
Of not seeing your face,
Of walking alone,
At a much slower pace.
I'm tired of being lonely,
In a World, I don't know,
A grain of sand in the ocean,
A footprint in the snow.
Oh, what a lovely poem this is! The first stanza touched me deep. Reading the second one, I paused and looked at my pace. The third sends me to sleep, wondering... Truly, a poem that touches!
Not a unfamiliar thought. I actually sense my isolation to a greater degree when I am among people in public.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/8/2024 5:30:15 AM # 1.0.0.1119
“A footprint in the snow...” Such a lovely metaphor! It goes to show Your poetry shall live Ever more.