Faced you one to one for the first time, <br />You are quiet, demure and present absolute, <br />Walked into your vast and transparent territory, <br />Where the things are so visible with horrible details, <br /> <br />I hold your hands my friend as I have had no one, <br />You and I are here witnessing me cry and smile, <br />Millions of sensual butterflies have flown out for the next life, <br />Billions of hope stars exist, sometimes twinkle and dark, <br /> <br />Walked beside the river of flowing memories, <br />Sometimes hot and cold with heavy under current, <br />You are always here to embrace me with your ice hands, <br />After every storm and rain, there are new sprouts emerge, <br /> <br />On the dry carpeted grass, where doubtful ants happily, <br />Have dug tunnels to rear the miserable young, <br />You exist everywhere where emptiness prevails, <br />I don't know how I have made friendship with you, <br />In the noisy world, where people scavenge for food, <br /> <br />Why do you follow me wherever I go with silence? <br />Why do scratch my scars with your unkempt sharp nails? <br />Why do sit on the podium to judge me with your hammer? <br />Why do you always make me weak, forgetting all my strength?<br /><br />veeraiyah subbulakshmi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/loneliness-350/
