Born of Lonliness are the Arts
Born of loneliness are the arts…
Spewing forth from depressed minds,
Who, from solitude of isolation…
Inspiration they can find…
So it is said: I say is not so…
For I love to life life…
Find inspiration through life joys
As much as from its strife…
And in the solitude of slumbers
Just before I go to sleep…
Ideas formulate in my mind…
Many are lost.. a few I keep…
And upon the mornings waking…
I find paper, and then,
My thoughts and dreams in verse
I commit to paper with my pen.
Tis true the lonely can use the arts
As a way to null their pain,
And we, who are the receivers,
Know not the agony’s behind our gain…
To say all artists are lonely is not true,
To say their blessed is true indeed,
Whether lonely or enjoying life…
To create is the artist need!