My Note : This poem took birth while I was riding alone and the first line popped in my head randomly. Hope you like it :)
Being Alone
Some are meant to be alone
Wandering through the streets
With no hand to hold
Have friends and family to call their own
But still lost in someplace alone
Occupied with thoughts of the extinct, the unborn and the moment going on
That's how they are and there is nothing wrong
Being alone in love
Does not mean they dont care at all
Always there for everyone
Cause they don't want another soul to be lost in this uncaring world anymore.
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Reflections From Within
PuisiThis is a collection of poems that spurt from random thoughts from my mind or reflects the reality of my life. Hope you like what you read here :)
