The shadow of the night haunts me. I am so alone that the whisper of air taunts me. I can feel my soul tucked inside the ribs I can feel my bones clittering under my skin. Now the gust of wind feels like the deadly typhoon It is so quite that the clink resembles some love tunes. I am so alone that I can hear the tread of air I am so alone to lead the way to nowhere The memory that remains might be the time when this world was young And now is faiding as a glory unsung I am so alone like the echo falling the cliff I am so alone for love or tiff I am alone as the noon, I am alone as night Among the crowd filling the battlefield I am alone as the only extant knight. And here we begin the National Poetry Writing Month or #NaPoWriMo with the very first prompt. Write a #BeingAlonePoem and take inspiration from the writing gyaan I posted a while ago. #poemtime #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba