Elvis Wanjohi Poet I do not know?

Loneliness

Loneliness.
It wrings the life out of you, 
Till you're but a candle at the bottom of the ocean. 
Loneliness.
It's the level of hell, 
Right below the rubbles of your abandoned existence. 
Loneliness. 
It's the mother of all these ghosts, 
Screaming for life in the deaf crowds of mortals. 
Loneliness. 
It makes death cry, 
With cold souls            disturbingly calm between his cracked palms. 

Elliepoet

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Beata Agustin October 29, 2024 at 7:17 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Lyric Man July 8, 2018 at 8:34 PM Hi Elvis.. Tonight, the mountain sky is clear. In a few hours the stars will tease me with their winks. The twilight is for your poem, and it's as enjoyable as the coming sunset!

Darlene De Beaulieu July 8, 2018 at 11:11 AM Hello Elvis nice to meet you. Loneliness can make you feel so lonely you want to scream sometimes!! Have a nice day my friend.

Paris-Maree Boreham July 8, 2018 at 4:51 AM Yes loneliness is rather chilling, good write Elvis, Thanks :)