Solitude Dust clouds roll off the heels of my shoes, As I prod them to move along the pavement. The cloak of late evening weaves itself around me; It is a perfect fit for my mind. My triune friends walk alongside, For Me and Myself can only be seen through the minds’ I. Thoughts bounce off this compressed trio, Striking each with grace, a living waltz. One, two, three, one two three. “Hunger!” cries Me. “Schoolwork!” Myself exclaims. “Solitude!” say I. My selfsame comrades, step back, Sealing their abrasive priorities And like the dirt stained breeze grabbing at my sides, they depart. Solitude. I sit near the parking lot, comfortably alone, Breathing in the waning sunlight. The street is so silent; I can even hear the absence of my thoughts.
i love the imagery i got from this; and how it played in my mind like a movie. and what could be better than being alone with yourself, free of yourself! alone with solitiude... wonderful message to send.
This is how I feel. I'm breaking up with my bf on my own accord, etc. I need to be alone in life and share this free love thing I have....
Well I'm, glad my poem helped articulate those feelings and I wish you a speedy recovery from your break up.
