A Universe Of Strangers Comments
Longer the hours you're missed
Shorter my breaths came
Faltering like in a
Swan dance
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The wooden statue in the photo depicts my exact feeling when my loved is busy and unreachable. I feel like a derelict, old, dried up, my heart breaking into a thousand pieces. The agony in her face mirrors the pain of being lonely.
Oh! This is so emotional and touching. How strange! We plan and execute our ideas for a life full of happiness with all sincerity but what we get. A life as if it were a punishment. One thing I would like to add that at one time or the other, we all come across such upheavals in life. So, be bold. This will pass over. Thanks, Doris.
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6/4/2025 8:34:50 PM # 1.0.0
Very thoughtful poem reflecting the pain of being thrown into the abyss of loneliness- no one to listen, no one to talk, no one to understand and care. Thanks.
True, You're a kindred spirit, Rajnish. Thank you for understanding. :)