Alone

Unfathomed by his own, alone he suffers,
Bereft of warmth, quietly he dithers,
Unsung songs, linger on his lips,
To the tunes of gloom, his heartbeat slips;

Unspoken melancholy, obscures all hope,
Silence of solitude, despair beyond cope,
Sliding into sadness, one moment at a time,
He closes his eyes, as memories chime;


From one horizon to the other, the sky unfurls,
Memories from the distant past, the mind hurls,

Desolate, forlorn, he sinks into the mire,
Sorrow rains that night, hope burns like fire;

Alone he walks this earth, alone he departs,
Love is not a choice, nobody gets two hearts;

- Deepak Karamungikar