Like a nightmare when it came in my life,
I felt it too much and cried with tears,
Gradually it started striping in the dark,
Killing my worries and uncalled fears,
Like anappealing and charming beloved,
Loneliness when unveiled her smiling face,
Spread silky hairs on my restless thoughts,
I saw my soul enlighten with a grace,
And when I looked in her starry eyes,
In a pin drop silence heard heavenly rings,
Beingvanished in her magic arms,
I found I can fly by using her wings,
When I put my lips on her rosy cheeks,
Saw myself walking on the Milky way,
I saw stairs of a blue color light,
Putting a step on itI became a ray,
Loneliness hasn't stripped completely,
Still there are few who break the silence,
I am waiting for the day when it's a nude,
Loneliness! I love your ecstatic elegance,
Traveling with a speed of light I fly,
Where I go, do not know but sure,
I'm destined to an enchanting place,
Where there I'll become an allure.
Sweetheart! Please leave me alone,
Let me live with her in the total dark,
Loneliness is shy it will not stripe,
I'm still an explosive and you a spark!
(cont.) a favorite stanza: And when I looked in her starry eyes, In a pin drop silence heard heavenly rings, Being vanished in her magic arms, I found I can fly by using her wings, (cont.)
ok, the speaker is old and lonely and Loneliness is at first is VERY bothersome, but, with times becomes less so and eventually becomes pleasant to experience, perhaps due to senile imaginings about Loneliness being an alluring, 'sexy? ' being, taking the speaker to unknown heights of pleasure, stripping (not striping, i think!) , but NOT COMPLETELY. in other words Loneliness is somewhat of a tease(r) . (cont.) i'll try reconstructing more 'missing' comment.
(cont.) maybe enough ice cream would soothe my loneliness, but I'd blow up like a balloon, unless i became bulimic. i don't understand: : : Still there are few who break the silence, and last stanza puzzles me. who/what is Sweetheart? a very poetic poem, but i desire some clarification, please. bri :) to MyPoemList
(cont.) i guess, with the right frame of mind, and enough food, sleep, and good health, old (as well as young) people can find happiness in loneliness! but if i didn't have a people-presence, i'd at least have to have PoemHunter, friends to call, or a book to read. But THOSE are more or less people-presences! (cont.)
Akhtarda, WHY DID I, BRI, SEND A COMMENT ABOUT PAPPA! ? HA HA. IT IS IN REFERENCE TO MY USE OF PAPPA IN A PREVIOUS COMMENT WHICH I/OR PH LOST. bri ;) to MyPoemList, of course, though i'm not totally clear on the meaning. i'd use a capitalized Earth when referring to the/'our' planet. bri :)
(cont.) n. father,1680s, from French papa, from Latin papa, originally a child's word, cf. Greek pappa (vocative) o father, pappas father, pappos grandfather. The native word is daddy; first use of papa was in courtly speech, as a continental affectation, not used by common folk until late 18c.
P. P. S. OOPs! Papa, not Pappa, but i must have read pappa somewhere, here is what i found [maybe i spoke Greek in a past life? ? ! ] (cont.)
P.S. well, as has happened to me before now, when i've lost a comment, my replacement may be even better! besides i had nothing 'better to do' in one of the last hours of my long lifetime! ! ! bri :) hello, Loneliness, Baby! ! ! Come to Pappa! !
(cont.) but the last stanza baffles me. who/what is Sweetheart? ? it sounds like Sweetheart and Loneliness are NOT the same in the old person's mind. hmm? ? and please change striping to stripping or explain to me WHY you used striping/stripe. this is very poetic, but..... bri :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An amazing write! I can feel proud that one of my poems has been the inspiration behind this! You have elevated Loneliness to an alluring mistress or lover here! Top marks!