Michael is the host of Tale Weaver.
And waiting for someone
Or waiting for life to happen
Some of us spend too much time
Isolated and cut off from the crowd
Alone, in solitude and apart from others
We think that it is our choice
We feel we should have the right
To shun human company if we desire
Humans need other human contact
We need love and sharing of our lives
We thrive both physically and mentally
When we are in company of like minded people
No one should choose a solitary existence voluntarily
It is a product of circumstances,
Do try to work out a solution
Because in loneliness we suffer
In isolation we falter and lose our identity
You see someone who has chosen a lone existence
Be there for them because they need you,
Even if they do not realize it yet
This post/ poem expresses my views about loneliness and a solitary existence. I have seen the damage it can do.
This week the image and wording can apply to any man, woman, object, figure whatever your imagination suggests to you.
Why is your figure solitary? Is it by choice or something imposed on the figure?