She Said Her Name Was Lonely

She Said Her Name Was Lonely

A Poem by 1Disawsum

She said her name was Lonely,

She attracted it wherever she went,

She said her name was Lonely,

And lonely, so she was.

 

She stayed indoors at all times,

And nobody tried to stopped her.

She said her name was Lonely,

But she knew she made it herself.

 

She hated humans and hated nature,

So she disconnected herself from it.

Nature was ruined by humans,

She was happy being known as Lonely.

 

She said her name was Lonely,

But she managed to meet a male.

She fell deep in love with him,

He was just her type.

 

They lived a happy life together,

Living the life of hermits.

He said his name was Loving,

And loving so he was.

 

She said her name was Lonely,

And so when she applied for a job,

Her application form read

A Lonely Girl.

 

She said her name was Lonely,

But decided to change it to Disgust.

For the humans at her work,

Treated her like dirt.

 

She said her name was Disgust,

And disgusted at the world she was.

Yet when she returned back to her lover,

She said her name was Love as well.

 

So the two Loves lived together

And enjoyed every living moment,

For every single moment,

Is a memory treasured in your mind.

 

Her husband passed away, three quarters of her life in,

She changed her name to Lonely.

The memories she treasured forever,

But sill, she said her name was Lonely. 

© 2014 1Disawsum


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This is a beautiful poem 1Disawsum. I love each and every one of them, you have such a talent in writing, and I'm excited to read more! :D

Posted 10 Years Ago


1Disawsum

10 Years Ago

aaw thankyou so much! :)

Much love,
1Disawsum

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