Alone,
Alone in the cloud
Of dust and smoke
I struggle to breath
But I choke
Alone,
Alone amidst the ashes
Of charred aspirations
And the smoke
Of burnt day-dreams
Alone,
Alone with eyes blinded and teary
Blinks futile and weary
As I sigh
I lift the smog high
Alone,
Alone, as I shut myself
I sink and die
But the spirit aloof, pauses
To gather the leftover causes
maitreyee joshi
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/grief-56/
