priya kumar

A Lonely Life

i'm in the house with 2 people,
but why do i feel lonely?
why do i feel as an orphan in my own home.
are the people changing or am i changing without i realising it myself....

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 13, 2008

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  • Ashraful MusaddeqAshraful Musaddeq (9/21/2008 8:00:00 AM)

    In the field there are millions of grasses. Every grass is alone!
    A nice poem it is. Love it.10++

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  • Marvin Brato (2/13/2008 3:31:00 AM)

    Routine activities bore us though with other people, so make it something that excites or post some challenges; go out with your family and paint the town red! Regards.

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