Alone
In the strands of snow ,
she stands alone
wrapped in shrouds of mystery
her gentle hand gloved
carrying a violet stoneIn the classroom,
She sits alone
Speaking to the ceiling in tender tones
Her lips murmuring sweetly of ascension
To another dearer dimensionIn her homeroom,
She weeps alone
for missed planes and shattered dreams
her heart shivering with pain
for what she lost or could have gainedShe realizes yet again
That everywhere and everytime
She was just ALONE !This is my third poem, this is dedicated to all the people who feel lonely in life.
I know how hard it is when you're left alone you have no one for you.With love ❤
Signing off
Vee
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Heart to Heart
PoetryThis book as it states in the title is from my heart to tour hearts. I write poems to express reality, my happiness, my sadness, my anger and what I have gone through. They can be motivating for some and some may find them relatable. So, I welcome...