You don’t belong
You don’t gel
with the things that we say
Or the gossip we tell.
You can’t know
What it feels like
To whisper impish jokes
Or make crude noises.
You sit there
Far away
By that lonesome tree
And just stay the hell away.
We don’t want you
We don’t need you
We get by just fine
Without your silly smile.
Move, vamoose, make way
Take your bundle of despair
Walk a mile or a furlong
Just call it a day.
~~~
Hugging myself with these vapid memories
the cruel barbs
the haunting taunts
I walk in silence.
Never one for cliques
Never one for groups
That couldn’t open up
To make space for one extra face.
And so I left
Not wanting to belong
To a world that made
No sense and had no bond.
Sitting in the sun
My heart dancing in the rain
I think I’ve found my space
In this room I call my own piece of heaven.
~Shailaja V, 2015
I liked this one, could totally relate. 🙂
I suspect a lot of people in my circle can 🙂
I enjoyed the poem. 🙂
Thank you, Aishwarya! So glad!
Loved what you said Shailaja. Some days I am the best company for me, some days I need/seek out friends, some days virtual ones some days real ones. However, rejection always hurts.
Oh , my heart. You just said exactly what I feel. Some days I want to surround myself with people of all hues and dispositions. Other days I want to curl up in a shell and stay alone.
isn’t it strange how so many people feel dejected and unhappy… and feel they don’t belong to the crowd. I guess we all go through it at some point in our lives… some move on to different friend zone, some find solace in their solitude. I am lucky I have a big fall back group of friends, and we all had initially met through our company’s blogging platform. It’s beautiful how writing connects people.
Ohh I forgot to add … very expressive write, the emotions feel raw.
Yes we do and maybe we grow out of it. Blogging has certainly helped me as has teaching. Thanks Raj 🙂
Profound words. Sometimes I feel just like that.
And yet, we’re never really alone when we have great friends 🙂
Can relate with these lines….Beautiful Shailaja!
Glad to hear it, Aditi 🙂
Beautiful Shailaja. For a moment, I almost thought that was me.
Interesting how many people say that. I guess we are all social misfits in one way or another.
Fabulous! Our piece of heaven is all we need 🙂
Sometimes it helps to have one or two along but yes, largely that’s fine, being alone 🙂
I can relate with the poem…. Nice
More of us in the same boat I see. Thanks Shoma
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Shailaja, I liked the poem. The last four lines has stumped me.
It means I am happiest in my own company, writing, blogging and creating, far from cliques. Thanks for the feedback, Lata. Hope this clarifies it ?
Ah.. it was the word room which got me confused.
It’s a metaphor for my being