My emptiness
Walking down the empty streets of my life
I’m losing my shine day by day
With no one near to hold in my arms
Each tomorrow is becoming painful yesterday
The spaces between my fingers
Has gone wider with the clasp of emptiness
Happy memories of long gone past
With smile my tears tries to chase
Love that I used to crave for
Now haunts my hollow heart inside
With joyful people around me
I wonder if my life went right
I was born as same as others
Then why I’ve been left to live alone?
I never asked for more than a love and smile
Then why I’ve been welcomed with stone?
Only questions but no answers
And my shadow is all I’ve left
Wish I could write few happy poems
But misery and tears have filled up my fate
All I can do now is fill the blank pages
With stories of gone and left over
At least my words will fill up its blankness
At least for few moments it’ll brace me like a lover
For walking down the empty streets of my life
I’m losing my shine day by day
With no one near to hold in my arms
Each tomorrow is becoming painful yesterday
someday someone will come, and your arms will be full.
self pity is a terrible affliction. live life, and cut out the regrets.
When nobody reaches out to hold you...In compassion, hold someone. Have faith that there is a reason for everything. Those who know sadness, pain and loneliness are being prepared to be caregivers. You may find your love in another person's smile. Feel better : )
come, and poetry will embrace you and make disappear all your pain. Beautiful and sad write. May you find peace in life.
S4 reminds me of two things, initially, my own complaints, secondly, that famous pioneer Davy Crockett who reportedly bemoaned wondering whether he'd been fashioned without another half, happily not in his case, though history seems to prove such a suggestion is not so preposterous. In such a vein, we cannot help but stumble along, falling into the mud of despair, less able to rise each time, I fear. I dunno. I love how open this is, how poignant, how wonderfully expressive of the broken, longing heart. Superb with excellent imagery and awesome metaphors. I really like it.