when I come back from walks <br />or if people see me by the river <br />or if a couple I know walk past me <br />they hand in hand, <br />me with eyes closed and still <br />listening to some invisible bird <br />chirping in branches above, <br />sometimes some say: <br />see that sad man; <br />the lonely man in his walk… <br /> <br /> <br />ah friends, I say (and only if asked) , <br />aloneness is not sadness <br />aloneness is not lonely <br />for the quiet is deeper <br />than the chatter <br />and the noise <br />and deeper still <br />than the bonds and memories<br /><br />Raj Arumugam<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-i-come-back-from-walks/
