Road Of Solitude Poem by Trevor Schulte

Road Of Solitude

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The frustration edges me on,
as my hollowed life persists.
Living alone, once again,
caught in one of life's many twists.
Solitude beats me with dismay,
as I continue to stray,
looking at the worn fabric
on this lonesome array.
Again and again,
I am torn with self pity,
as I am outcasted from,
what I deem pretty.
Its not that others aren't of
lovely attraction,
but their individualized beauty
doesn't bring me satisfaction.
This agony troubles my soul
as I fall deeper in this hole,
wondering at which point,
I will find my parole.
Minutes stretch to hours,
hours to days,
at which moment
will my glance become a gaze.
Where is the one,
with whom I was destined to be;
the soul of unity
that walks forever with me.
But I forbid myself to fall
into a steady trance,
of a metronomic step,
unwilling to take a stance.
No, my journey in courting,
will be better than that;
I will pick myself up,
after I fall flat.
I will steadily await
the girl of my dreams,
and as I hold off
I'll better my esteem.
For if I brush off despair
and further my stare,
I may find true beauty
of which I'm well unaware.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Subbaraman N V 03 March 2008

Good luck! A nice write and thanks for sharing!

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