The companionship is human quality -
Bygone days, we stuck together needed each other with a pity,
We tend to live more isolated with tiles and styles in a ultramodern city,
We had it better when we lived in close proximity so pay penalty.
Holy moly! Holy-dooly! A human fox cracks up in the Melancholy!
Hip, hip, hurray! A little boy hopped and clapped with delight, every hour
Hilarity and jocularity flowed on the floor till tea time in the twilight hour,
Playing games 24/7, he lived on top of the world,
Time flew on its wings, the boy became little old!
Holy moly! Holy-dooly! A human fox cracks up in the Melancholy!
Life altered with genetic mutation, a limitation!
Someone let him down, his face turned into a solemn frown,
He barged in the Google search for cares and a crown,
Truth dawned upon him: loneliness kills inside with no hesitation!
Holy moly! Holy-dooly! A human fox cracks up in the Melancholy!
Loneliness makes you feel empty with board UPSET,
You cry yourself to sleep hugging your pillow tight,
Wishing for someone to hold you through the night,
In the life of sadness, Pain and misery are makeup set.
Holy moly! Holy-dooly! A human fox cracks up in the Melancholy!
But still then you'll keep on smiling,
Hiding behind this mask you are wearing;
Hoping one day you can smile, an excited feeling!
Till then, good bye keep waiting ………….
Holy moly! Holy-dooly! A human fox cracks up in the Melancholy!
Oh I love this little personal piece of your heart, Harry my dear! It's something that sounds so familiar, especially the hugging your pillow tight at night, wishing for someone to hold you through the night part. It's beautiful and magnificent! Melancholity is my middle name... It's hard to find one to share your pillow with.
Life flows smoothly as brooks do in the young age, a tender age with full of innocence. we lead a life of pure and demure but when we in youth everything changes in the tipsy-topsy world like this..... 'Life altered with genetic mutation, a limitation! Someone let him down, he face turned into a solemn frown, He barged in the Google search for cares and a crown, Truth dawned upon him: loneliness kills inside with no hesitation! ' Yet all roads leads to Rome is a famous saying but here I see most of your poems leads to loneliness. however, I enjoy reading your loneliness poems when I feel lonely. A decent work on loneliness. Let honor with a master's degree in it! Ha, ha, ha, !
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[We tend to live more isolated with tiles and styles in a ultramodern city] but the dreams that we keep in our private mind will flourish oneday when we get the dreams before our eyes! ! ! Excellent poem! !
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