Loneliness is a Friend

by Nashrah Tanvir aged 16

Loneliness and I are old good friends
Visiting my place daily,
In a dreamy way my existence wends,
Brings a wine container for my heart,
Vanquishing the world’s poison.
I climbed down the perilous peak,
Made me ink in my diary with affection,
Obliterating every “bleak”.
Loneliness made a deal
To heal imagination in every feel,
As an isolated star
Capable of lilting the sky.
Solitary is the best friend,
That wrongly seems the end.
Best are the feelings concealed,
Living in my own reel.

The Poetry Zone

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