Loneliness is real to me
Each passing day goes by
I sit alone and sleep alone
I often wonder why
Some friends I have are few
But better having none
I’m grateful for their presence
With them I have some fun
But they’re not always there
The times I am alone
And loneliness kicks in
This awkward silent poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good poem out of loneliness as if it is enjoyed as solitude.