Poem - Lonely in a Crowd, Poet - Dr. Omatee Ann Marie Hansraj
Lonely in a Crowd
Dr. Omatee Ann Marie Hansraj
Many complain about being alone,
About living alone,
About being lonely.
But the worst type of loneliness
Is living in a full house,
And feeling like a stranger,
Feeling abandoned,
Feeling like a stranger in your own house.
Don't think a full house means happiness,
Don't think a full house means no loneliness,
Don't think a full house means no emptines.
Faces surround you every day,
Yet, no one truly sees you stay,
Hollow echoes in empty space,
A crowd that doesn't know your face.
You wear a mask to hide the pain,
Of feeling lost, of feeling vain,
The silence screams, the emptiness too,
A loneliness that few can do.
In a sea of people, you're adrift,
A stranger in a familiar lift,
The ache within, a heavy weight,
Longing for connection, for a gentle fate.
Quote:
Sometimes the loneliest rooms are filled with people, and the most comforting silences are found in solitude.
Omatee Ann Marie Hansraj
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Swapner Vela Sahitya Patrika (The Raft of Dreams Literary Magazine) is a Bilingual magazine in which Bengali and English literature are published by Md Ejaj Ahamed from Aurangabad, Murshidabad, West Bengal, India
