I abhor to be all alone by myself
an old bottle stood on the shelf
Me my swooning soul all alone
with none but my shadow clone
Just there twirling my thumbs
mindless and just plain dumb
every time my silhouette says
How shall we both pass the days
Lonely as ive been for years now
not knowing the where or the how
Now that my shadow too has gone
dusky grey has left me forlorn
Wept an cried but zilch in return
My heart and soul hurtfully burn
What would be? As the time flies
shall I let bye gones be byes
Speak and tell me How to live
Seek someone who's there to give
surely someone better than me
must rub my eyes to look at thee
(Islamabad)
saadat tahir
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