“ They Walk Alone ” in a faceless world –

                  

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“ They Walk Alone ”

             – in a faceless world –                

 They walk alone
 On crowded streets,
 These vacant beings 
 Suffering defeat,
 Trudging on feelings
 Found bittersweet,
 Despite bewilderment
 Held negated souls,
 In constant lament 
 For the cadence holds,
 The bulk of a life spent
 On their weary feet,
 As human refuse 
 On a deathly beat, 
 Who seek refuge
 In a mingy world replete…  

 Routed in despair
 Most lay in wait,
 For their decay
 To transfer hells, 
 While with false hope
 These human shells, 
 Pray fate awakes
 Would thus impel,
 And so reach out       
 Hence fore too late,                                                                                 
 When they’ll arrived
 At fated final hell,                                                     
 Yet so to walk alone
 Thus in a faceless world!   

                 A nudge on today’s world...

© Jean-Jacques Fournier  
November 2, 2020 
    
 Pictures – public/ private collection...
 Music – excerpt of Alone Together, by Chet Baker...  

A Reclusive Being – in a despairing soul –

 

‘Twas a story above,

Composed per se

In false sense of love,

Though unwittingly so

As a reclusive being

In a despairing soul,

Sadly failed seeing

Might find indulge,

An impassioned role!

“ An Invisible Being ” ~ is a lonely soul ~

‘Twas a story above

A false sense of love,

Orchestrated per se

By one ne’er able,

To find so indulge

In a passionate way,

 This invisible being

Too cold to be told,

Fated be, but a lonely soul!

“ What Price Serenity ” ~ for quietude I seek ~

My wants,

More self-indulgent                       

Than essential

Be dwindling now,

As I compose

To thus appease,

A mind at times

Neglectfully in need…

 

I’d worried some

Of human habits

I struggle to let go,                                      

This mortal urge

That one so finds                                          

Bent still akin

To Babbitt kind,

The while hardly

Be sufficient time

To nourish soul,

Now meagrely mine…

 

Hence hasten I

To now replace

All glitters false,

That I may face,

Lest suffer risk

The quietude I seek,

No matter be

This price one paid

Alas to gain serenity!