A single rose with thorny stem
On mother nature`s tattered hem
Which no-one cares to steal away
So left to wither and decay
And just one tear-dropp on the hand
Brushed upon the dusty sand
To be consumed into the earth
As one which has no lasting worth
There stands alone a single tree
No leaf upon it you will see
Beneath it grows no bush or flower
Empty, barren, silent bower
A lonely candle burning bright
Extinguished rudely in the night
Leaving shadows set behind
The shuttered windows in the mind
To tread a path that leads nowhere
(None to love, none to care)
A battered old grandfather clock
Marking time - tick tock, tick tock
A single petal on the bloom
A single chair, an empty room
A place of silent solitude
A place with loneliness imbued
I see a monolith of stone
A vision of the one - alone
A single soul alone to cry
A single soul alone to die
Valerie Dohren
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/alone-870/
