Loneliness

Standard

On days 
“I”  wonder,
If little spurts 
Of company
“He” chooses
For “me”
are,

“His” ways
Of guiding  “me”
Off “my” path.

“His” ways
Of  tuning “me”
Off  key,

BUT

 As though
“he” can read 
“my” fear,

 He walks “me”
back into,
“my” lanes.

Keys “me”
Back into,
“my” notes.

Returning “me“,
To “my”
Pilgrimage.

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Topic over at Sunday Scribblings today is Piligrimage, and here’s my take on the topic in my usual 55 words style.[it had been some time since I did this].  

 

In “my” piligrimage, “I” chose no companions, and “he” obliged.
On a totally different not, the pure pursuits has come back to life here..do let me know your thoughts on the matter.
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11 responses »

  1. Thank you all for the encouraging words

    Neilina..I say loneliness as a pilgrimage..in a sad unwanted way..where you are struck with it, and you deal with it as though you are doing it just because you are asked to..pilgrimage to many has become a forced thing..just a reverse analogy here

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