Solitude, thy lonely chains
Have bound me all my life
It fetters and tightens, it pains
And lends me so much strife.
No beautiful world I have yet seen,
Because the years have passed me by;
My hands are tied but my mind is keen
As held and bound I lie...
I wait for the day, the moment dear,
When God will set me free.
I wait and wait with lonely fear,
What else but wait and see.
A single friend, a single hand
To aid me end this ordeal;
To walk this lonely stretch of sand
With friendship true and real...
What makes loneliness an anguish is not that I have no one to share my burden, but this: I have only my own burden to bear....... great poem Aigis
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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beautiful lines of avid loneliness...