Living Alone
is knowing things as they are.
Living alone
is believing
the one who brought me here
will someday call me back.
Living alone is
realising that
things need not have an ulterior motive.
Living alone
is gliding through rooms after rooms
looking at the black shadow on the wall
where once the painting had been.
Living Alone
is breathing free
recovering
after years of subletting.
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Tuesday, February 13, 2018
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I remember when I first lived alone after 3 siblings and parents for years and roommates in college and in apartments....but oh when I finally lived alone, I felt free....you captured this feeling wonderfully!
I love the contradiction in your words for they portray the reality of living alone, when a relationship has ended.
Your closing stanza speaks of an eventual resolution, a realisation of freedom of self, free from those who lived rent-free in our heads.
Thank you for sharing your wonderful mind.
Anna :o]
Living alone is something I have been doing for five and a half years now, as a widow – before which I had lived alone only seldom and briefly. Yes, as you describe, it has many facets ... but on the whole I enjoy the freedom of being with me.
There’s a certain melancholy here, but also a settled kind of feeling of knowing who you are.
Yes, living alone can be peaceful and restorative. It is so nice to see you at Poets United, Baishali. Welcome.
How beautiful,Moon.
"... the one who brought me here
will someday call me back"
We are never alone, just in human solitude.
living alone
but never alone
two as one
one same soul
A hug from the heart.
ST
Rejoice in a Cosmic Loneliness ..in The Cosmic Aloneness ..yet live Constructively and Abundantly till the End of Time..
Btw
Long long time ..Hope everything is fine with you.
Wishes
God Speed
Shalom
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