A Paradoxical Thread: Shared Loneliness as Life's Gift

Shared loneliness is a gift of life,
A paradox of human existence
That brings us closer to our truest selves
And binds us in ways we cannot comprehend.
It is a bond that grows in silent hours,
A thread that weaves itself through every moment.

It starts with just a flicker of a thought,
A fleeting sense of being all alone,
And then it grows into a burning ache
That fills the space where once there was a home.
But in this pain, we find a common ground
And feel the weight of every heart unbound.

Our loneliness becomes a bridge between
The ones who cannot find a way to speak,
And as we walk across it, hand in hand,
Our souls are lifted to a higher peak.
For in this space of emptiness and fear,
We learn to love, to trust, to persevere.

Our tears become a language of their own,
A way to reach across the great divide
And touch the hearts of those we've never known,
To heal the wounds that time cannot abide.
We find in one another what we lack,
A light that guides us down the winding track.

And though we may be worlds and worlds apart,
We share a bond that spans the universe,
A spark of hope that glows within our hearts
And leads us to a place of greater worth.
For in the end, it is our loneliness
That binds us in a web of tenderness.

So let us celebrate this gift of life,
This shared experience of joy and pain,
And know that in our darkest hour of strife,
We need not suffer through it all in vain.
For in the depths of our own solitude,
We find the beauty of a love renewed.

And as we write our stories, line by line,
We weave a tapestry of human fate,
A portrait of the many shades that shine
In all the souls that make this life so great.
So let us honor every step we take,
And know that shared loneliness is not a mistake.

It is a calling to our inner selves,
To look beyond the surface of our lives,
To seek the treasures hidden in the shelves
Of our emotions, joys, and deepest strives.
It is a chance to know what others feel,
And see the world through eyes that are real.

In our shared loneliness, we find a way
To transcend the boundaries of the self,
To reach out to the hearts that long to play,
And bring them solace in a world that's tough.
We learn that in our brokenness lies grace,
And in our darkest moments, we find a place.

A place where we can gather strength and hope,
Where we can learn to heal and find our light,
Where we can overcome the toughest slope
And rise above the shadows of the night.
A place where love and friendship reign supreme,
And loneliness is but a distant dream.

So let us embrace this gift of life,
This shared loneliness that brings us near,
And know that in the midst of pain and strife,
There's a connection that's forever clear.
For in this bond, we find a source of power,
A strength that helps us weather any hour.

And as we write our poems, line by line,
We paint a portrait of the human soul,
A masterpiece that's infinitely divine,
And makes us feel whole in its control.
For in our shared loneliness, we see
The beauty of our own humanity.

So let us celebrate this precious gift,
And honor every tear that's ever shed,
For in our moments of despair, we lift
The veil that hides the light within our head.
And though the road may be long and hard to bear,
We find in one another, a love to share.

Shared loneliness is a gift of life,
A precious offering to the human race,
A bond that helps us weather any strife,
And find the strength to stand in any place.
So let us cherish every moment here,
And know that in our hearts, we hold the key to fear.

















The poem is part of a full version found in the book "Homo Sapiens" Part XVII, written by Mawphniang Napoleon. This book is part of the popular "Homo Sapiens" book series, which can be purchased online at various online bookstores, such as Amazon. The book is available for purchase for those who are interested in reading the complete version of the poem. Remember to get all the books from the "Homo Sapiens" series, as well as other books by the same author.

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Khublei Shihajar Nguh,
Dhanewad
Thank you