The Solitude,
That shapes my mood,
Has taken hold, today,
It grips my soul,
To be alone,
And think of yesterday.
The Solitude,
Is sad and rude,
And hard to put away,
To be alone,
Just like a stone,
And have Nothing, to say.
Not even do,
I have the Sea,
To keep me company,
I walk alone,
So far from Home,
Remembering, silently.
Interesting take on solitude. I love and value my solitude a great deal, but I can feel the deep melancholy attached to this poem. Although, I do like to drown in melancholy thought at times.
Melancholic and haunting. Can't imagine not even having the sea......
The Solitude, Is sad and rude, And hard to put away, To be alone, Just like a stone, And have Nothing, to say... solitude drives the soul to downfall usually, everyone may need someone to lessen their burden by one way or another....well penned
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You enjoy it more while high on solitude. Why can't it be on a command......Great poem Sandra