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abhi mac


Oh... the loneliness


‘Oh…. The Loneliness’


Sometimes it comes in the form of tears,
Sometimes it comes due to great expectations,
Sometimes it comes as a wound to previous injuries,
Sometimes it comes as a haunted dream,
Sometimes it flows through your body,
Like current sending shockwaves of your past,
Tearing you apart; (this is the loneliness) ,
Loneliness make you lose your mind,
The epicentre of loneliness is your heart becoming inconsolable as you age,
Reaches it breaking point before your very eyes,
Your end comes as easy as like rain drop falling from the sky,
there will be no easy day,
optimistic approach always make way,
Control loneliness before it conquer your soul…

Submitted: Thursday, May 16, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 11, 2013

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i have been there, are you?

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  • Gajanan Mishra (5/16/2013 8:24:00 PM)

    control loneliness before it conquer your soul, thanks,
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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