Strikes me this world is united by loneliness
Longing for love and acceptance and touch;
Everywhere, barriers: back, side and front of us
Even though most of us don’t ask that much
So we reach out through the arm of the Internet
Hoping to make some connection that’s real —
Striving with words to rein in all our demons and
Hoping there’s someone who knows how we feel
Yet, though alike, we can be at cross purposes
Needing to take what we don’t have to give:
It seems this world is united by loneliness
Distant point near
We will die thus
And live
Wow! Another good one. Are you sure you didn’t major in psychology in college?!
Thanks. No, I appear to have majored in math (undergraduate) and statistics (graduate).
Deeply resonate and melancholy
resonates..beautiful..❤️
I’m so glad to have found your blog
Good poem. I think you captured the reaching out through the internet and the dubious contact it gives. How do you make that comment more real? Resisting the temptation to flip from one thing to another, perhaps, spending time to reading people’s work and leaving comments- a start?