Loneliness Of A Crowd Poem by Deanna Samuels

Hundreds of people surround, but there is still loneliness
Some tete-a-tete and small talk, with no relief of lonely thought
Joining in with gaiety, there is still that feeling of being alone
No one to share the day's activity, comment on new scenes been
Every luxury to hand, being waited upon to every need
Does not negate the emptiness of one's most inner feel
People appear to be kind, to condescend, to stay a while
But they too, are wrapped in their own schedules and agenda
Hustling and bustling to carry on with their planned busy day
A week goes by, no friendships made, new faces each dinner time
Hellos; where are you from; how many cruises have you made
Day trips taken to see the sights, each couple or group go together
Slipping into the single way, keeping own company most of day
Accepting that it is what it is, not minding so much as time goes by
Leading to a state of seclusion, hiding loneliness within a crowd