Being Lonely



This evening sounds gloomy;
As dark sky competes with darker clouds!
Engulfing dullness which reduces my pace,
My wandering mind is searching my love everywhere!

This passion causes agony;
The agony that one knew not.
When life's futile effort ends with loneliness,
How one could ever expect love to bloom!

The entire world seems to be busy;
Am I destined to be alone?
Her reflecting face mocking at me,
Of my being alone and deserted!

There is a world within the world,
For the one to dwell or live.
If the world of thought could make me get stuck,
Is this world ever worth living?


A Poem by Ayubkhan.U


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