The Solitary Romantic
What is to the heart of an solitary does hallow?
To be alone and walk that narrow path
that others fear to tread or follow.
Lost romantic of another age,
Ageless old soul that their minds do rage.
Beset in the ways,
Living with a only set amount of days,
Romantic love is only driven by bitterness,
Being alone is the greatest joy in their tastes
with a touch of sweetness.
Music that they have found,
always to be continued to be played to have
their minds to be aroused.
The poetry, quotes and, writings with love of thinking,
Thoughts move on to other studies, with a jinking.
There is no prosperity for the solitary romantic,
though the thought is always been foreboding,
The life of this person always with inward reflection,
Everything is done with procrastination.
To circumvent from this so called poem from carrying-on,
the solitary self-styled romantic, would listen to songs,
allowing to emulate into other’s ideas, allow the solitary idealist to contemplate,
Because their mind is stuck like game of chess in stalemate.
A foregone conclusion.
