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Can I thank Elaine P for the inspiration for this poem?
Lonely
Everyone has somewhere to go
on these busy city streets.
Fast-paced, running,
how late can they be?
I hear voices around me,
bumped and pushed around.
Just one soul walking,
taking my time, experiencing.
Surrounded by the hectic life
that supposedly means you are
something.
Yet I stand here, blending in
with the crowd around me.
Surrounded by people,
I'm the loneliest I've ever been.
I wait for night,
when the city comes truly alive.
Moonlight frames the history
of the architecture,
the hard work of our ancestors,
I can still almost hear
the rapid beat of their hammers.
Picturesque buildings now stand
sadly amongst cookie-cutter molds.
When passion still burned,
and caring wasn't a weakness.
Here on this empty city street,
mesmerized by the glistening brick
beneath the soft lamppost lights,
I am not lonely at all.
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The theme of feeling lonely in a crowd is an old, but true one. Crowds dull our ability to think, to feel, to plan. This is why I moved from a large city to an island. I love the image of "cookie-cutter molds."