Loner without a choice

Loneliness is the acid which is seeping into my dreams
Morose little lachrymal boy, crying his guts in
A victim of betrayal and every kind of catcalling
A corpse of emotions, buried inside of me

Forgotten by every soul ever known to me
Unimportant for everyone, my life my destiny
Required not, by people, my sight or my outlook
Thrown from every home, I am that torn-out book

The glimmer of my eye gives competition to the sun
The pain of my demise breaks every tolerance level
The horrors of my life are much too grave to think about
Always a constant struggle to choose - the angel or the devil?





Poetry by Jalaj Soni
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Written on 2015-10-14 at 12:18

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ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
A well thought out work. Compost very well. I feel empathy with.
Ken
2016-02-23


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
This is a great work. It oozes with the sadness I hope is only in story and not reality.
2015-10-19


ttius
For someone whose first language isn't English, you write with it very well. Good use of language and nothing feels forced.
2015-10-14