At The End Of My Own Loneliness Poem by Shalom Freedman
At The End Of My Own Loneliness
At the end of my own loneliness
Is another poem
It does not mean much
It will not mean much
One day the Universe will decide to close itself down
That will be billion of years from my loneliness my consciousness my death my not ever being around in anyway anyhow
At the end of my loneliness is my death
And no more poems and no more singing and no more happiness
Like that I have in somehow writing one more poem about loneliness now
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/30/2024 12:58:29 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A beautifully penned meaningful soliloquy. Self realization is actually a great achievement so also is the identification of one's limitations. The poem portrays both in an amazing way. Thanks for sharing.10 points.