Isolation

Loneliness

Loneliness

Isolation.

 

It’s not when I’m alone

I feel the weight of loneliness.

 

When I’m alone they talk to me-

The birds, the trees, the leaves.

I hear God’s voice on a gentle breeze,

His tears speaking in the rain.

I hear thoughts of a thousand lives

Now living through me once again.

I hear God’s mercy, I hear God’s wrath

Balanced in one harmonious song.

 

But when I’m in the crowded room

I see the words so insincere.

Well meaning companions cry and cheer

Yet their sounds all seem to fade.

Lost, in such discordant chimes,

All rage, compete for dominance

In shallow competitions, each

Talk but do not, cannot, hear.

 

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About Maitiu

I am a collection of aspects. A father, a husband, an uncle, a son, a teacher, an aspiring writer, an amateur photographer, a poor guitar player, a slightly better singer... Online however I am a 365er looking to find out what people make of my personal poetic musings and my photographs. Drop a penny in an old man's hat and let me know what you think... (Leave a comment!)
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