Loneliness

Loneliness What is loneliness? Is it the bitterness memory of a love gone awry? Some say loneliness is a train whistle that cries; the pattering of raindrops falling softly from the sky, Some say loneliness is the passing of the night sweeping shadows over the landscape erasing familiarity from sight Some say loneliness is the call of the lark singing sweetly out of tune; a whispered goodbye from the shadows of the moon Is it dying lightening streaks? Empty mountain peaks? Or is loneliness the salty taste of teardrops on my cheeks?