I am alone.
Nobody loves me.
Nobody cares.
No one misses me.
I am a grain of sand
on the beach of life.
Everybody steps on me
without ever seeing me.
When I stick to
the bottom of your shoe
and get carried away
perhaps thousand of miles
to wherever you live,
nobody notices
that I am missing.
I am a leaf
fallen from the tree.
Does the tree miss me?
No.
It will have new leaves
next year,
but I,
having fallen,
am already dead.
Wow! I have a poem with the same title, and mine is not nearly this good! I love it! To my favorites!
A lonely but unhappily beautiful poem, that touches the heart n with the solitary misery the protagonist has known.
Arcilla, you have so finely captured the solitary nature of aloneness!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is such a visual examination of the emotion--powerful and evocative.5 stars, my dear poetess