Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Alone


precious time slipped,
a million times
bitter words exchanged,
a million times
soulful tears fell unnoticed,
a million times
hurtful remarks smeared,
a million times
pricey moments melted,
a million times
worlds altered, lives changed-
once more, I am alone.

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In response to 3WW prompt.


11 comments:

anthonynorth said...

This gave me the sense that whatever we do, we end up back where we started.

Lucy said...

so sad Ul, Hope this is fiction.
nice use of the words. :)

Linda Jacobs said...

Yes, we are always left alone, aren't we? Well done!

Just someone said...

That's beautiful... I love rhymes:)
- glad to see you back in action!

You were missed!

lissa said...

there's truth in those last words, we might end up alone in the end but is the end really all that important?

I don't know, makes think how lonely life can be sometimes

Mampi said...

Beautiful, simply beautiful..
and so true..

TC said...

Oh UL, this is so sad! :( I hope it's fiction.

I understand well what she's going through though.

Suma said...

this was brilliant...and very true too

i'm so glad i'm back...

mitr_bayarea said...

Ul-

good to see you back with another one so soon...profoundly sad poetry, but, a good one.

one more believer said...

it is so nice to see you writing again... you have been missed.. makes me wanna cry.. as if layers of thoughts peeling back exposing your perfect oneness.. writing is a beautiful tool of expression...

Whitesnake said...

We are always alone we just sometimes think we are not!