Loneliness

I wander on the streets

Stare at the night sky

Stare at the moon

And the horde of stars passing by

The empty street

The trees against the sky

See them standing still

Their boughs against the sky

What do they yearn?

What do they seek?

Solace from this world?

Filled with decaying reek?

Solace, if it only could be found

Peace, can it ever be found?

Silent screaming

Hopes drowned

Smile, I smile at the moon

I find my solace

Yes,

Within my loneliness.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the peace and quiet of the night. Where I can relax and think. A excellent poem. The description and story brought me with you into the lonely night.
Coyote