Alone With Myself Poem by valentin savin
Alone With Myself
Alone with myself
Today I've looked at myself,
And seen that I'm someone else.
A shrunken and wrinkled ELF
Taken from the darkest shelf.
The better half of my life's gone
I stay between twilight and dawn.
All seems gone and nothing left,
I'm a loser, my Sun bereft.
Alone in my gloomy room,
I'm waiting for the day of doom.
I'm hearing nothing, but silence,
I can't tolerate the defiance.
With a sorrow in my breast
I hope all ends for the best.
Let others fight and fuss
There's nothing left to discuss.
My earthly life quickly burns down.
The last day and the last candle,
All's gone and no way to handle.
What a dark night - still and void.
All illusions and hopes destroyed.
I beg to forgive me and forget.
Someone took my arm: "Not yet! ".
Positive thoughts is one misses out in times of anxiety and illness. Good company is what one needs in old age.
Thank you very much, dear Sir. I agree with you. A friend in need is a friend indeed.
Very fascinating poem and with such humour and honesty worded. Amazing, dear Valentin! Would you also read few of my poems? Thank you and I have truly enjoyed this gorgeous poem full of self satire
Dear Sylvia, thank you so much for your comment, I'm sorry for the delay in responding. I was about to retire from the PH. Advertising annoyed me all the time. But today I got a message from RN that there are comments on my page and I decided to look in and respond. I will definitely visit you.
loneliness there is! alone with self but not alone there takes birth another tone me with me crowded twin entity! ! !
Thank you, dear Mahtab for your comment. You may not be as alone with me, as I am alone with myself. Not always, sometimes. :)
Thank you very much, dear Mahtab for your comment. Thank you very much, dear Mahtab for your comment. You may not be as alone with me, as I am alone with myself. Not always, sometimes. :)
Thank you, dear Dr. Tony. I am grateful to you for your kind words. Yes, we are all in the hands of the Almighty God.
The better half of my life's gone I stay between twilight and dawn. All seems gone and nothing left, I'm a loser, my Sun bereft. my earthly life burns down........from your poet's notes i understand your words in the poem much better........yes our life will end. But we have lived a life. that life is good and we have done a lot of good....... we shall offer our life into the hands of the loving and eternal father. Tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I'm a looser, my Sun bereft....i think i missed the 'typo' during my earlier visit here. i'm SURE you mean loser, as in one who has lost a battle of some sort, or is not 'up to par'. but of course you are no more a loser than millions, nay probably billions of others! ! ! and i doubt you are completely sincere in calling yourself one. this i shall squeeze into my February 2019 showcase (soon to appear in my PH poem list) . thanks. bri (: