A friend of mine told me today
That he is lonely.
I said to him don’t be.
As being with somebody is no guarantee
That you won’t be.
The void is our’s
And we need to find a way to fill it.
The burden is released only when
You discover a menace to be in sync with yourself
It has nothing to do with anybody.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yes, loneliness has its origins somewhere deep within the subconscious... none can make us feel so!