The Lonesome Road

It is a lonesome road
That each of us is travellin'
Although at times
It may not so appear.
But deep within your deepest self
You know it's true
It is a lonesome road
That each of us is on.

Oh, I can be beside you
Hear your laughter,
And I can help to dry
Your broken hearted tear -
But what you really are experiencing,
Is it mine as truly as it's yours?

No matter how we spend
Our time together,
No matter how we
Each other share -
You have your own
Experience of these moments,
As I have mine
Of these moments shared.

Your world is yours
And never any other's
To each it's own
Is how the law is writ' .
What's true to you
Is indeed your truth -
My truth to me
Is what I hold as true.

We honor love
Between the self and other,
It is treasured as a sacred
Priceless gift -
But what is love
To you I am now asking -
What are the words you have for it?

It is a lonesome road
That each is travellin'
Although at times
It may not so appear
But deep within your deepest self
You know it's true
It is a lonesome road
That each is on.

The joys we find
As on this road we travel
May sometimes seem
Not really worth the pain -
Yet when we come to know
Our highest nature,
There's little doubt
We'd come this way again.

Yea,
There's little doubt
We'd come this way again!


© M. Barrett – all rights reserved

by Mike Barrett

Comments (22)

After reading this poem I have a better understanding of why things happens the way they did and why people reacted the way they did. There is a profound lesson in this lovely poem. Thanks for the lesson.
lyrics that compells contemplation......musical in its rythm that gives company in the lonesome road of every soul.....so beautiful and absolutely true.....
Hi Oladehinde, thanks for your kind words, most appreciated. I consider myself more a spiritual than a philosophical Soul. I shall, in the next day or two take some time to review and comment upon some of your poems. Cheers! PS: I'm not on this site every day but do visit it from time to time during the week.
We laugh, dine and dance together. Yet, the road on which travel is lonesome. We love, share and in each other confide. Yet, the road on which we travel is lonesome. Life, itself, is contrasting and ironical. Truly, sir, you are phenomenaly philosophical!
Hi Valsa, amazing how insightful most mothers are.....and it its always wise to listen to them, although as a teen I remember not admitting I was heeding my mum's advice since at that age one thinks he/she knows it all. Only around 25 I we developed an adult to adult relationship. I was then able to discuss many of the times when acting on her advice proved useful to me.
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