A Universe Of Strangers

Longer the hours you're missed
Shorter my breaths came
Faltering like in a
Swan dance
Than to be
Alone in a universe
Of strangers, talking nonsense

by Doris Cornago

Comments (2)

Very thoughtful poem reflecting the pain of being thrown into the abyss of loneliness- no one to listen, no one to talk, no one to understand and care. Thanks.
The wooden statue in the photo depicts my exact feeling when my loved is busy and unreachable. I feel like a derelict, old, dried up, my heart breaking into a thousand pieces. The agony in her face mirrors the pain of being lonely.