Me and My Loneliness

Why do I feel alone?

When I, like Emily Dickinson, am not on my own,

I can find myself amid others,

Hearing the words, receiving smiles of the enemies and brothers.

 

Why do I feel alone?

Having heartbeats as faithful companion,

And the moon’s affection for me,

As felt by Hemingway’s Old Man, with the waves of the sea.

 

Why do I feel alone?

When the bad days are gone,

The ‘present’ has presented possibilities, many,

Asking for being utilised properly.

 

Why do I feel alone?

With the parents’ love and affection,

And the blessings of those aged ones,

Those are pure like honey devoid of puns.

 

Why should I feel alone?

After sieving the elements that my thoughts have shown,

Isolation of Emperor Jones and Kurtz sprang from misdeeds,

Yet at times loneliness’ company human heart badly needs.