By: Amorbaby1987 In a realm of whispers and twilight's gleam, Stood a lonely man, lost in a dream, Aching heart, and eyes downcast, As the world around him hurried fast. Through bustling crowds and laughter's swell, He felt the isolation's bitter knell, Invisible, like a ghostly shade, In a sea of faces, he silently wades. Yearning for a hand to hold, A friend to cherish, a heart to enfold, But like a specter, he roamed alone, In a garden of souls, he felt unknown. Yet deep within his spirit's core, A resilience burned, a light did soar, He treasured the depths of his own mind, In solitude's embrace, a solace to find. Amidst the noise, he found a way, To paint his thoughts in hues of gray, And from the canvas, his feelings bled, A masterpiece of emotions unsaid. He weaved his words into poetry, A language of the soul set free, In each verse, a piece of his heart, A cathartic release, a work of art. Though loneliness engulfed his days, He found strength in unique ways, For in the caverns of his being, He discovered the beauty of seeing. Through the cracks, a light did gleam, A beacon of hope in the lonely scheme, And as he embraced his solitary fate, He found himself, in his truest state. For in the vastness of the cosmos above, He realized he was connected by love, And though the world may make him feel, He stands unbroken, his spirit surreal. So, in the tapestry of life's grand design, A lonely man, a star will shine, Embracing the void, his heart will roam, A masterpiece of solitude and home.
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