
She walks down the lonely path,
No one to wipe the tears in her heart,
No one to walk along with her,
And soothe the fears that plague her…
She looks at life through her broken heart,
Making everything grey and dark,
Alone, with her life changed forever,
Starting life anew on nothing, but a prayer….
Life is never ending, and so she walks on,
Hoping for a better tomorrow, she walks into the dawn.
Someday, maybe this path will not be lonely for her again,
But she’ll never forget this lonely walk and this pain.
~Anamika
© 2007 Anamika

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-Anamika
September 3, 2007 at 8:19 am
She is really not lonely… She should look around and she will spot all the blessings and love showered upon her by the people who love her
December 20, 2007 at 5:31 pm
I think this poem is beautiful and it goes along with the photos beautifully. Tears my heart apart. very nice.
December 20, 2007 at 5:39 pm
@Nova: You are as usual very sweet…
@Jordan: Thank you…
In case interested, visit my blogger blog (http://yaadeinblogs.blogspot.com) for more of my latest poetry.
December 22, 2007 at 3:07 pm
very nice ….. makes my cry a lil’ bit as i feel lonely too
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December 31, 2007 at 7:32 am
liked this alot
January 14, 2008 at 1:14 pm
through her, i see myself walking there, down the path, tears in heart, she keep walking as if she were strong…but i know she is NOT, she has such a fragile heart that there must be someone who know how to handle it…Someday… i’m looking forward to a magic, for her, for myself…Just like her, i believe there is magic in the real life…
January 14, 2008 at 1:15 pm
through her, i see myself walking there, down the path, tears in heart, she keeps walking as if she were strong…but i know she is NOT, she has such a fragile heart that there must be someone who know how to handle it…Someday… i’m looking forward to a magic, for her, for myself…Just like her, i believe there is magic in the real life…
March 25, 2008 at 4:23 am
you poem is very lovely…
August 14, 2008 at 11:55 am
I drink love in thirsty gulps
From the desert of my soul
But, if I send it out again
Will it return to me?
Or will I die of thirst,
A bitter, broken man?
October 7, 2008 at 11:52 am
i like this poem…
i can relate myself to it…
January 1, 2010 at 12:54 am
your poem is heart touching