Loneliness circles me and I go astray,
I am walking round and round all alone.
The road seems to be very long and deserted,
The ocean is so silent with waves not heard.
The birds in the sky seems to me so quiet.
My blood in my veins have dried now,
I feel pain circulating in them somehow.
I am crying for a life that was gifted,
But my voice bounces back unheard…
© 2012 Pimmi Nag