Posts tagged ‘lonliness’

April 12, 2018

This Feeling of Loneliness

by pranabaxom

I wrote this poem in Hindi couple of days back.  This is a rarity for me.  Hindi is not my mother tongue and Hindi grammar,  specially keeping track of the change in gender of the subject / object / verb combination is difficult for me.  From time to time I did venture in writing a few.  I translated the poem to Axomiya ( Assamese – my mother tongue)   and to English .  Posting these below with English translation first followed by original Hindi poem and then Axomiya translation.
( In the Assamese translation, the translated word for Eerie ( or strange) is a compound word “Advut”.  Even with my best try, my PC ( Windows 10) will not allow this compound letter/ word to be written properly.  So I was forced to replace it with a synonym, Achahua.  

Eerie this feeling of loneliness
Lips have not kissed the bottle

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April 27, 2016

Kiss the Stars

by Morgan



Oh My Sweet, In Sadness do I lay down,
Breathing One Prodigious Sigh
Upon the Bosom of the Darkling Night;

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October 23, 2015


by Morgan

Sing Sweetly

In Beautiful Contradiction,

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April 2, 2014

Should Tomorrow Not Come

by Heather's Starting End


So still is the grey frail man
On the edge of the wooden park seat.
Is he reading the book of his life in his mind
Chapters removed for end of life peace?

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April 28, 2013


by willowdot21

Haunting and sad this troubled young man who grew to be a Bolshi  detective  inspector, opera loving, crossword breaker and  connoisseur of real ale, has taken my interest . Here is part of a little ode to Endeavor / Morse, that is buzzing around my head.


Endeavor, Endeavor

A lonely young man but clever.

A fast tract detective before his time

Super sleuth quick he is and always  solves the crime.

Music his first love. Opera his life’s blood and sustenance.

Real ale his hobby,a joy to light his countenance .

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September 18, 2012

Something in flying alone …..

by TarekOfCairo

There is something in flying alone…
Not a driver .. nor a  road…

just… the “go”….

It’s not that I do it often…
It’s not that I love it..

To be ..I mean ..on my own…
But there is magic in piano tunes..
There is  zest in flying alone…
To my comfort zone…

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