Wednesday, December 23, 2009

My Friend, Loneliness...

Loneliness, the friend I wish I'd never had,
Always with me when I'm blue, when I'm feeling sad,
When I'm sitting overwhelmed by my tribulations, burdened by myself,
Loneliness comes around to keep me company, to offer help,
Sitting with him, I mull over all that did happen, all that is past,
And he always manages to assure me, that this neither, for long shall last,
As he begins to speak, I have my head in my hands,
My toes are nervy, they're drawing patterns in the sands,
But slowly the words are clearer, they begin to make more sense,
He seems to always find a way, even when I'm being dense,
Soon I'm smiling, and I look up amongst the crowd, seeking him out,
But he's gone, all my gratitude, he's left without,
Burdened by his benevolence, for his company, I'm longing soon enough,
And I know where to find him, so once again, I set out to seek waters, choppy and rough...


Sneha said...

Its good that you see the bright side of your friend. Loneliness and solitude has been the company of many thinking men and you seem to be one of them.:)

Mulling Over My Thoughts said...

Thinking men?
I'm not sure I'll fit the bill!

Ria said...

i can so relate to this...sigh!

Mulling Over My Thoughts said...


Fangs said...

for once.. nice!

Mulling Over My Thoughts said...

Hahaha! You too??? Wow! Must be good then!

Dr Supriya said...

Nice thoughts.. Articulated into words very well.. Keep writing..

Mulling Over My Thoughts said...

@Doc:> Thank you!