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WHEN THERE"S NOBODY

The days pass and the nights close,

I am left alone with just my feelings,

There's nobody to talk to or listen,

Nobody to share: just silence and nothing.

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These thoughts came all of a sudden on a September afternoon and I wrote them down here. It is something which only a man whose friends have left him alone can feel. It is really a kind of "hell" to pass away the moments after dusk sets in quietly and silently...and poets like me are left all by themselves -- ALONE.

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©28 September 2017 - 7:47am — emmenay
28 September 2017 - 10:33am — emmenay
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DEAR ALLETS, THANK YOU SO MUCH.

Dear Allets, hi. Thank you so much for going through my short poem and informing me about your experiences which serves to add to my knowledge about people and company. I admire your frank and candid views...honestly. Will you be my friend? At present I am not in the USA but far far away doing my duty for my country. My email is:<emmenay@gmail.com>.

My mobile telephone number is: 0092312-2505769. It is open 24/7 and you can call me anytime. Or you can give your email and phone number to me so that I can get in touch with you. I hope you don't mind all this. I am sure that both of us being poets can share a lot and I am also sure that both of us will have a lot in common to talk and write about.

I do keep reading your poems now and then whenever I get the time to log in to my PC and email. I refrain from commenting until I have totally grasped the meaning of the poem. Probably that's why you did not read so many reviews by me. Anyway I like your style and the unique way of expressing yourself on Postpoems. 

Do reply and let me know if we can be true and loyal (The distance does not matter) friends. I shall wait for your response.

Thanks a lot once more.

Muhammad Naveed Ahmed.

Pen name:Emmenay.

Yahoo email ID:Ambitious7

Initials: M.N. Ahmed.

28 September 2017 - 8:22am — allets
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We Are All Alone

Our skin is the barrier that keeps us inside ourselves and no one can be with us, our minds are separate, and only words connect us through artifice. There is a world full of people out there and I intend to meet as many of them as I can. I learned my lesson about bringing strangers home long ago, but throwing a party usually generates a bit of activity around the hours spent by myself. Plus, u can always talk 2 me. I'm retired and home more now than ever - writing lots and lots, but it is time to garden. Over 100 bulbs arrived today. (Guess I should activate messages again, huh?) - Be well, dream of lots of visitors! -allets-