One is the most desolate number,
it has no one to be with by its side,
stands alone from all the rest.
as if no one wants to be with it.
As it only becomes happy when added,
when multiplied it is still lonely,
as it comes out to be alone once again,
and can't be divided since it only has itself.
One is the most solitary number,
but this number could also hurt others,
since if you subtract it, in any case
you can end up destroying lives.
As one continues to be the forsaken number,
one which will always have its issues,
forever alone and discarded,
the lone wolf in life.
Hmm..NEVER thought of it like that. One also means lonliness.: ( That took some thinking...awesome poem...love it.! ! <333 ...millie...
No man is an island as one poet said...one or being alone is sad...nice write wonderful to read.... Best Wishes, Ency Bearis
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ooh, i like the lone wolf bit. i'm always attracted to lone wolves...soooo 1+1 =2 right? ;) awesome poem, love. another wonderful write.