
Loneliness
With days so long they never pass
Until with night-time blending,
They yield to what now is, alas,
More dark hours never-ending.
The dragging hours again restart
With next day’s weary yawning,
As heavy eyelids draw apart
On morning’s dreary dawning.
***
If matters not if sun does shine
On rainbow archly curled,
Or thunders crash as hailstones whine
Upon a darkened world.
For neither Nature’s warmth or strife
Affects abandoned senses,
That waken to a lonely life
Bereft of all pretenses.
***
Like landscapes of a rough terrain
In vista stretching endless,
Or arid desert’s stony plan
Of parched and sandy dryness,
There’s nothing there as counterpart
To a life with bleakness fraught,
Nothing to uplift a lonely heart
Now forever grief distraught.
CHRISTIE GRAHAME (Poems of Love and Loss)

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