Lonlyness And Their Happniss Poem by Noorie Ali

‘’It’s hard when I’m in the motion that lies
Doughtily sincere’’
All the pages written clear but she seems to see verses that are blank
Out of thorny paths she’s still in solitude though still high in others ranks
In their eyes she’ all and happy and they -
Not knowing what lies in ones heart
Ahead she’s lost in a place
Though she’s concluded -
All that has to be done, and never rejected she is to the point of insanity
Can she strengthen her threads?
Unaware are those eyes that don’t see the pain
This river is far from the refection of the moonlights
Luminosity