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Unfamiliar Still How Friends Are Made

Having wandered all the wrong places
Where love and life don't feel at ease,
He was muzzled by his own solitude
Finding comfort in lonesome universe.

It took a while, but soon he realized
When pointing to a star in distant sky
Beauty of the cosmic hues multiplies
Huddled together with lover's eyes.

Verbalizing feelings he then surmised 
Seeing a lone bird on a gracious ride,
So much more fun it would be to see
A flock of birds in synchronous glide.

He still doesn't know how to recognize
Signs that foretell a budding sunrise
Mired instead in darkness of night
Content to not see beyond the fog.

Tugged by prodding of visions ahead
Unfamiliar still how friends are made
Harboring heartbreak as love awakes,
Foolishly he enables fervor to escape.

April 18, 2018
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George Avatar
March 8, 2022 at 4:04 AM
"Verbalizing feelings he then surmised Seeing a lone bird on a gracious ride, So much more fun it would be to see A flock of birds in synchronous glide". Let me quote the worn out expression... 'man is not an island' ! He is gregarious and enjoys more in company than being a loner ! The innate craving for companionship is poetically and powerfully expressed here . Love this beautiful poem as your other poems, Vijay!
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November 14, 2018 at 9:09 AM
Hi Vijay, such is I at times. I can relate to this piece, quite strongly. Friendships made are so special. I love the content of this work. Your words, as ever, sing the heart of your subject. Free Verse has given you all the scope to sing your powerful write. have a wonderful Wednesday. Your friend always....Mike.
Onclaud Avatar
April 20, 2018 at 11:55 AM
unless he is a hermit, vijay, his life is empty... as always, a poetic gem!.. huggs
Pandit Avatar
April 20, 2018 at 2:11 PM
Thank you nette..appreciate your feedback, as always.
Canerdy Avatar
April 20, 2018 at 9:07 AM
Very moving description of one who, it seems, will wait till it's too late to reach out to others, Vijay! Janice
Pandit Avatar
April 20, 2018 at 9:12 AM
Thank you Janice..appreciate your comments, always.
Callus Avatar
April 19, 2018 at 4:05 PM
Once again your pen finds release in free verse, Vijay. Some people wrap themselves in solitude, even though they long to be free! Regards // paul
Pandit Avatar
April 19, 2018 at 6:28 PM
Appreciate your kind remarks Paul..always happy to see you visit.. many thanks.
Shines Avatar
April 19, 2018 at 11:43 AM
very beautifully put.Enjoyed each word of your poem.have a great time!
Pandit Avatar
April 19, 2018 at 2:53 PM
Many thanks Kenisha..appreciate your visit and kind feedback.
Williams Avatar
April 19, 2018 at 7:50 AM
An eloquent write Vijay - Ah, that fog of indecision and trepidation that holds one in their own prison. Soon he will recognize the signs in the cosmic hues and flocks of birds joyously sailing on the airwaves - He will then be free...Maria Hugs:)
Pandit Avatar
April 19, 2018 at 9:22 AM
You are right about that..he needs that lift! Many thanks for your thoughtful feedback, Maria.
Gentile Avatar
April 19, 2018 at 7:39 AM
Loneliness is a sorrowful trap and one which is so difficult to escape. You have beautifully portrayed this feeling, Vijay. I hope he can break the fog soon, Well done !!
Pandit Avatar
April 19, 2018 at 9:21 AM
You are so right about loneliness..many thanks for your comments, Mike.
Trifiatis Avatar
April 19, 2018 at 3:27 AM
The load a soul carries makes it difficult to lift itself to heaven. Heavenly write my friend, Vijay!
Pandit Avatar
April 19, 2018 at 7:12 AM
Well said my friend Demetrios..many thanks.
Michael Avatar
April 18, 2018 at 8:29 PM
These extra loads we carry...weighs down the vision...the hope until loves comes around for another chance...Enjoyed it...
Pandit Avatar
April 19, 2018 at 7:09 AM
You said it well..thank you Arturo.
Dietrich Avatar
April 18, 2018 at 6:06 PM
He is a very unfortunate soul and you expressed that thought well, Vijay
Pandit Avatar
April 19, 2018 at 7:09 AM
Thank you Andrea.
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