Alone With Everybody Comments

Bukowski was a poets poet a drunk and a wise man. This poem epitomizes the ultimate failure of humanity. Mr Gibbens is right it is very buddhist.

Drinking my coffee and reading this masterpiece. Doesn't get any better than this.

The whole life is a search for a little bit of love. If we do not get it, we become psychologically and physically ill. If we experience it, then there is Rhythm in our souls and we dance in those rhythmic steps forgetting ourselves.

'and nobody finds the one'.. not true! people will find the one and then let them go because they are morons and idiots and not true to theor own feeling... morons

Flesh searches for more than fleshes.... the expression needs to be ponder on. The poem digs much philosophocal grounds. Very difficult to interpret in one or dimensional plane! However, there are plenty of substances for the readers to instrospect. Critically appreciated.

Beautiful poem. We need to empathise with the Poet to understand appreciate his wordings. Thanks

this poem just blows me away! ! thanks for sharing

Marvellous...heart touchy lines 10++

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LIVE IM GONNA SUICIDE

With this poem, it's not true but it's a true feeling. He even makes reference in his 'Aliens' piece that there are people who live in good health, with good family lives, and comfortably all around for the duration of life until dying a peaceful death during sleep. In Bukowski's life, the landfills and graveyards were the only thing that grew with any consistency. It's that sad, uncomfortable reality that most of us on earth never find a 'one' that he processed in his way.

Bukowski nails the hopelessness of the search for peace and love......it's the futile search.

I like this stark picture of life in a modern city, in free verse, where 'the madhouses fill'

finest poem 10++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

nobody ever finds the one. superb poem; great 10++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

there's no chance at all: we are all trapped by a singular fate....// yeah; exactly; lonely we faced and trapped into the brittle of our wit and wisdom

Bukowski knew the truth. Great meaning in his words.

Outstanding poetry by the legend.

Woow what a magnus opus.

Charles Bukowski sir has changed my life for the better. thank you for without you i would have been dead years ago. you are the sun to my shine, the roti to my palak the har to my IS. bye