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I walk my journey in this world,
This life of mine, alone.
I may have friends, but who are they
Inside their skins, inside their heads?
Are we ever more than strangers,
Nodding acquaintances?

I know I guard my inmost feelings,
Afraid to expose my limitations, my flaws,
Lest these strangers be not worthy of my trust.
Yet there are some I feel I have known forever,
In previous lives,
And others I should really know, but do not.

©DGA 23.02.2011 15:35

Author: adeeyoyo

I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people! I am back after a break. Thanks for still being here, if you are! Missed you! xxx

13 thoughts on “SOLITARY TRAVELLER

  1. wow. we are resonating today…yeah there are people i see that i feel i know…i probably got to the other extreme of letting too many in…


  2. ah yes, we are born and die alone. What happens in between………..


  3. Nice rhythm to this one 🙂 Never trust anyone I say – haha – well maybe that’s a bit harsh, but I concur with your sentiment Adeeyoyo.


  4. Beautifully stated.

    “Afraid to expose my limitations, my flaws,
    Lest these strangers be not worthy of my trust.”


  5. Hi Adee…that is a bit sad…one has to let people in…sometimes it doesn’t work but when it does there is nothing like a good friend.


  6. Ah, well spoken… I find myself becoming more open as I get older. I think you’re right, we can never truly know another. For that matter, how many of us can say we truly know ourselves? 😉


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