A soul we think we know

A silhouette in darkness
strolling through a street.
A lonely man, a lonely soul,
who wonders where he goes?
Heading home no doubt
or maybe he’s a lout.
Walking into mischief,
or just a ticket tout
No one could ever know
what lies within his brain?
Or is he just a guiltless man,
or someone gone insane.
Whatever he may be,
whoever he may be.
His world is just as normal
As he or she or thee.
He walks upon a crowded street
but lonely is his soul.
Passing by without a thought
a world he used to know.
But now that world has changed,
and he is so alone.
He walks beneath a blackness
of shadows from the past.
A past of joyful times,
a past of blissful kinds,
a past of smiles,
a past of tears,
but most of all a past of fears.
This lonely shadow heading home,
Innocent and free.
His work is done, its time for fun.
Gone from shadow into sun.
He walks across a crowded street
with one thing on his mind.
His wife, his strife his daily life
cuts through his soul just like a knife.
Now that's what this mans all about
he is no lout or ticket tout!
He’s just a soul we do not see
Or maybe just an entity

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Comments
Remarkable piece, WELCOME TO COSMMMMMO!
Hi MARILYN!!.....you have a fine sense of rhythm and timing in play here......and a VERY compelling piece of creative verse!!!......the phrasing paints powerful imagery in the minds eye ~
~ "He walks across a crowded street
with one thing on his mind.
His wife, his life his daily strife
cuts through his soul just like a knife..."
ALL STARS!!....well conceived and BEAUTIFULLY delivered......and......WELCOME to COSMO dear poet sister!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!.......T xo ??✴?
Wow, many thanks for your kind comments, I have more to come. X
What a beautiful poem, so well written