Loneliness

Can you feel it inside you,
Gnawing,
nibbling,
feeding,
leaving nothing;
but a hollow of emptiness.

Can you feel its grip around you,
Tightened by the hour,
by the minute,
by the second,
sparing nothing;
but the air you breathe.

It is in moments like these,
Drowned by the crowd,
deafened by the traffic,
lonely but not alone,
that you will feel;
its Presence.

Hannee Wendy Chong
Copyright ©2007 Hannee Wendy Chong

 

Like it? Here are some of my poems that are published on Poetry.com:

Chong, Hannee Wendy
  -   The first time...
  -   What is LOVE?
  -   Let Me Go
  -   You Are The Reason
  -   Loneliness
  -   Sept 11
  -   The Great Expectation
  -   Will you?
  -   At Night I Cry
  -   Biker's Babe
  -   Portrayal of Beauty

 

 

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