Loneliness Desired

I enter the cavity of memories

closing my eyes to the present

making some steps to the past.

 

An old song fills the air with music

while I breathe in the smoke of my last cigarette

and I watch the rain leaving tears on my window.

 

What is right or what is wrong

can’t be answered by the pigeon

that tries to find shelter on the balcony.

 

On a day like this I desire to be left alone

carried away by the tranquility of this grey Sunday

leaving calls to be missed

leaving problems to be unsolved.

 

I want to sit still

and feel the black coffee warming my soul…

I want to sit still

and feel the grey smoke burning my burden.

 

I just sit and wonder…

Has this pigeon ever found his true love?

I just sit and wonder…

For whom does the rain shed her tears? 

Reviews

[Misery]

You describe an ideal setting for those times when the soul desires loneliness.
A marvelous tribute to reflective time alone. Well done, dear poet.

[Chrys_Pap]

Thank you very much :)

[Mermaidstear]

this is beautiful! I really loved it :)

[Chrys_Pap]

thank you :)

[Petrichor]

Wow.... I enjoyed this very much... tugged and my heartstrings.

[Chrys_Pap]

thank you sooo much!