Web of Loneliness Poems

Poems of the Lonely

House on the Hill and The Hollow Tree


HOUSE ON THE HILL

The house on the hill sits all alone,
no one lives there,
that house is crumbling in plain sight,
but no one seems to care,
once that house was strong,
but facing the worlds endless ware,
turned out to be more than that lone house could bare,
that house crashed to the ground with a silent sound for not a soul was there to hear, his cries of pain were not heard, nor were his cries of fear .

THE HOLLOW TREE

A hollow tree stands weeping alone,
blossoming of this tree has long since ceased,
this tree weeps in silent longing to be released,
people pass it by watching but not caring as it slowly withers and dies,
but then one night in a silent fight with a wind that did not care,
this lonesome tree lost its fight,
and was crashed to the ground with a silent sound from a wind.

-JJ

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