Solitude
What loneliness is it that I
within this room do sit and sigh?
I hope to see a single soul
A visit sure would ease the toll.
I used to have an active life and
Went around and lent a hand
To help the people, those in need
I tried to do the noble deed.
I always tried to think of how I'd feel
If I too with these problems had to deal.
And cared for them with all my heart
To make them very much a part
Of life outside of those four walls.
Now I'm dependent on the calls
From family and just one friend
But she's so far and they soon end.
I hope one day that I'll be better
So in the meantime I won't allow the fetter
Of this disease to change my mind
From believing clouds are silver lined.
I've learnt to find a way of doing just the best I can
With every task and every plan
This solitude is but a way of having time
Away from the vigour of the daily climb
To stop and think and see the light
Which within each soul is there so bright
It means I have the time to read
And find the ways I can succeed
To spread some happiness around
And joy and positivity to abound.
I might so often be alone
But there is no need for a sad tone
Because through books I travel far
And read stories of courage which set the bar
If they can persevere through toil and strife
Then so can I and make the very best of life
Comments
Hello
This is a brilliant piece of work ...very well written and descriptive .
Well done and many congratulations
Kieran
Hey AMANDA!! ~ hope it's ok if I call you that?!.....I too was in the place this poem speaks of ......when I first joined Cosmo 4 years ago......I was bedridden because of an illness.......today I am walking around with a cane and recently got my drivers license....I never thought I'd even walk again.....but like you say in this poem ~
~ " This solitude is but a way of having time
away from the vigor of the daily climb
To stop and think and see the light...."
Good luck to you dear poet sister......keep writing.....you've got a way with words....and in the long run......they can help you......ALL STARS!!....well done my cyber-friend!!......hugs-n-smiles!!......T xo 👍👍❤
Thank you Tony. Yes of course you may call me Amanda. I'm so happy that you liked my poem and even happier that you're a bit better now and can get around. I have been using a walking stick but today my pretty pink crutches arrived and I'm actually excited to use them haha! Now I can consider them a fashion accessory 😊 x
Solidtude can do wonders to the soul...a regrouping of thoughts....and not all a bad thing to have...a time of healing and understanding yourself....Very honest feeling write....xo Cherie ;)
Warm Heart felt & relatable poem dear poet .. l too hope - you continue in your positive frame of mind which has been a valuable learning curve -lovely write ✍️
Poignant words ..,
one day that I’ll be better
So in the meantime I won't allow the fetter of this disease to change my mind
From believing clouds are silver lined. x
Thank you so much for your comment. I'm so glad you found it relatable x
Thank you Cherie for your comment. It's scary putting my thoughts out into the words!x
magnificent ink👏👏👏👏✍
Dear Amanda,
Some see the partial sunshine
But others see the clouds
Some say "This day is all mine"
But others cry out loud
.
Life is but interpretations
The darkness or the light
You can spend your days complaining
Or reach each one new heights
Peace and Love,
Larry xxx
P.S. I took the liberty of calling you Amanda, after seeing you gave Tony the okay too.