Lonely Poets Poem by Paul McAnaney

Lonely Poets



A thousand have come before me
and a thousand shall arrive after,
for i am just a lonely poet on a secluded
path down the obscure alley known as
life lost in the chaotic literature that
i have come to crave and i ask
myself do i deserve to be saved?
As now i come face to face with my
mortality i do so morbidly, my mind
transfixed on the seclusion of
reality.

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Paul McAnaney

Paul McAnaney

Mullingar, Co. Westmeath, Ireand
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