Charles Bukowski (16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994 / Andernach)
Poems by Charles Bukowski : 78 / 139
Oh Yes
there are worse things than
being alone
but it often takes decades
to realize this
and most often
when you do
it's too late
and there's nothing worse
than
too late.
Charles Bukowski
Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003
Read poems about / on: alone
Poems by Charles Bukowski : 78 / 139
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the most powerful lines I have had to read, it help you to overcome any problem you will face.
Amid the clouded, alcoholic meanderings of a misguided, overbearing self grandiose mindset and a vain attempt to gather credibility through hedonistic themes… Umm
It appears Charles did have a few moments of supreme clarity.
Well Done, sir
Two truths in one poem...'there are worse things than being alone' and 'nothing worse than too late'
So, too late is worse than being alone...almost contradictory. But, not if it expresses what I WISH for it to convey...there are worse things than being with the wrong person...but nothing...nothing compares to having missed out on the right one.