Loneliness And Me Poem by edgar bonette clar

I, lonely as a cloud,
floating along memory's lane;
Remembering the past so loud,
so clear as my heart is struck with pain.

I, lonely as the sea,
murmuring all my sorrows away;
thinking that someone might see,
the sorrows I knew, but no one's in my way.

I, lonely as a man,
sleeping under his pillows' cover;
shedding away tears in his palm,
knowing things are far from over.

I, lonely as loneliness can be,
thinking I'm a cloud filled with memory;
or the sea that everyone wanted to see,
but I'm a man and this is my way.

I really am very lonely,
thinking of nothing but the loneliness in me;
but then I realized something lately,
it is this loneliness that makes myself, ME.