Alone
Me... I was standing on that stranded Island...... alone........
Looking back..... into my Life... the past......
I felt.... I was not alone in those..... I was surrounded with my friends, relatives and
all...
But here in the end.... I became alone...... For ever....
I felt like I was a romantic poet those days..... I looked into the mirror of time.....
The past...
I knew that I was a poet..... An artist..... A performer...... More than all, I was a
clown to all.....
I went back to to the time along with my memories....
There I saw her..... She was with me...... She was Crying, Laughing, Teasing me.....
I felt....... I was in her lap..... for decades or more....
But today even she left me....... and I am alone......
Again I went back along with my memories......
There I saw my mother...... I was with her ..... for more than several years.....
Now, I feel........ My mother was better any way... But I missed her.....
All I know is I left all my fellow beings only for my love......
But today even she left me....... and I am alone......
Copyright © Roopesh Krishna | Year Posted 2011
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