My Loneliness Poem by Sankhajit Bhattacharjee

A bright sunrise is always followed by
a dull sunset- every life has loneliness.

No social animal can survive in a forest
but here in midst of vast crowd
one searches in vain for an ideal person
to exchange heart and mind.
To talk with oneself is an excellent idea
but how many are able to do so?

After sunset, comes the night;
after loneliness, depression creeps in.

But I am not alone,
I am with myself:
I speak with myself,
I laugh with myself,
I cry with myself,
I sleep with myself...
It's really difficult for me to adjust
with any other guy- my night is
full of stars, the crescent moon smiles at me.
Loneliness is my friend in need,
I am myself my friend indeed!