The Irony of Alone

The Irony of Alone
The Irony of Alone…some thoughts

Surrounded by voices,
the chatter of thoughts unleashed,
I sit alone, as if those words just fly by me,
seeking place elsewhere,
and this shell I’m in is complete,
a soul held of itself,
in the pure light of being.

Often I feel displaced,
as if plucked from one place
and delivered to another, unbeknownst,
as if what fits me into life does pause,
and I a shag on a rock,
perhaps invisible,
writhing in stark discomfort.

Loneliness often occurs
when surrounded by others,
and the noise and activity
like an echo at the end of a tube,
for in those times I feel most alone,
parted from myself,
a soul in exile.

Is it silence I seek,
or is it just the realization of solitude in life,
the ultimate truth of a soul,
seeking connection
but ultimately alone,
and sharing a choice made
to placate the harsh reality.

I do engage the voices, make connections,
but fewer than I’d like,
for a parlous world awaits an open heart,
and age inspires a discerning
that saves a soul some pain,
when reaching out,
into the dark madness of life.

Tony DeLorger © 2016

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Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for, Google+, videos on YouTube and book sales on website, Amazon and

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