I walk alone buried in my loneliness
Not a lack in company as it were in companions
Not a deficiency of fans as it were of friends
Not scarcity of wants as in needs
But on and on I walk drinking my tears
How long will this storm rage
When would morning come?
Let the tank of my tears be empty.
Spiderman Superman Prince charming
Come whisk me away from my fears
Really? Seriously?
Oh dear sun please blaze your heat
Dry my tank of tears
After rain sunshine
After the tears smile.


Published by: scribepoems

I am passionate about Truth and also lucky to be able to script my thoughts in poems. My greatest desire is to be able to connect with people of all ages and cultures...simplicity is probaly another word for effectiveness.

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