Not Alone


As you read these words, you might be hearing a voice.

Not the voice of an author but the voice of a poem.

How lonely we become that paper becomes our closest friends.

Writing away our lives until the end of time.

I think about your words without you knowing.

I reflect a part of your personality in the way I cry.

I reflect a part of your personality in the way I survive.

I scream words in my head, but I am silent in front of you.

Feeling alone under the large blanket of stars.

I tell my secrets to them but not one of a million whisper back.

You might feel alone as well but do not listen to the shadows.

You are never alone because I am reading your soul.

Your lyrics have become the bandage on my wounds.

Maybe pain is created so that we may be created in art?

How would we ever paint with only the bright colors?

We could not sign songs with one straight emotion of joy.

Without the villain, no moral of the story is ever given.

In the beauty of a forest, there is more shadow than sun.

In the strangest way, us writers are more alone than others.

Though, in the end, us writers are the only ones not alone.

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16 Comments Add yours

  1. Beauty of Poetry Jade Deep From Soul
    Touches Places

    of Others


    Yet Never

    Quite Put into

    Words Mere

    Mind Will

    Understand Now

    For SPiRiT HeART

    SoUL Deeper Than Words

    Will ‘Normally’ Do Words Transform

    Into A Kind of MaGiC SoUL ETHEreal

    Deeper Than Any Measuring Science

    We Learn in School Or Concrete Work

    Yes Even in


    School or

    Any Art School True

    For Places Rarely Traveling

    Yet Dug Up Out of Grave Soulyards
    To Breathe Once Again And Continue

    Bleeding And Mending Souls With Love

    Ever After Flesh and Blood No

    Longer Molds to what

    Is Required

    to LiVE oN EarH

    It’s True A Soul Feeling May Be
    So Much Freer in Art True We May
    Feel Wings And Ice in Veins Never Exposed

    Before on Page All Paintings We Create

    BREaTHE Soul




    of Life Yet
    to See Be i Am..:)

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Navin says:

    I’m absolutely speechless….beautifully expressed….

    Liked by 1 person

  3. This is positively beautiful!

    Liked by 1 person

  4. J. M. Lilin says:

    Thank you so much. Your comments are always so lovely and inspiring.

    Liked by 1 person

  5. J. M. Lilin says:

    That is a very high compliment. I cannot thank you enough.

    Liked by 1 person

  6. J. M. Lilin says:

    Thank you. I really appreciate it.


  7. Always A Pleasure Dear Jade Same Inspiring Sentiment Here☺️🙌

    Liked by 1 person

  8. Navin says:

    You don’t need to….keep expressing from your heart….

    Liked by 1 person

  9. J. M. Lilin says:

    You’re very kind. Thanks again. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  10. This is so strong: “Not the voice of an author but the voice of a poem. / How lonely we become that paper becomes our closest friends.”

    Liked by 1 person

  11. J. M. Lilin says:

    Thanks so much!

    Liked by 1 person

  12. J. M. Lilin says:

    Thank you. The inspiration came a bit from the quote by Anne Frank – “Paper has more patience than man.”


  13. Oh nice! Never heard the quote. That’s so cool to see where ideas blossom from. Thanks for sharing!

    Liked by 1 person

  14. J. M. Lilin says:

    Of course! Thanks so much for reading.

    Liked by 1 person

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