Being Alone

poem by: Gerry Legister
Written on Jun 25, 2016

Only my soul see the seasons when I am alone  
Wearing the camouflage of a mocking frown, 
The frock grows longer when I am on my own
Serene Emblems of clouds sparkle in my crown.  

When the whole realm of close friends disappear 
The eyes within my heart became black and blue,  
Misty springs waltz through the atmosphere, 
Gave the world no sign of the solitude I knew. 

Just as fear is anxious about reasons for doubt   
Floating dreams struggle with truths to enjoy,
The normal part of existing life breaking out  
Trying to run away from emotional ties of memory.
  
We remain esteemed strangers within the walls   
Of the challenging places where we sit alone,
In painful zone listening to our own distant voices
Playing calm tunes to replicate our delicate form.    

The forlorn glands of pride were soiled and sunny
Indiscreet fears bunched and bungled together, 
On every phony feeling awaken inside of my tummy 
The voices of loneliness own every defining hour.

Shared on the long road of Independent demand 
When good friends are gone, we are left alone 
With opinions to ponder as strangers in the land, 
Reaping galvanize reforms to leave the tragic union.

 

Tags: faith, metaphor, deep, hope,

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Cecilia Crasto commented:
Deep thinking and beautifully expressed.

 

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