Islands of loneliness we are
islands of loneliness we remain
unlike you, human beings, on earth think
we are not neighbours, even.
But to you, watching us
from deep down
it might seem we are close neighbours
living adjacent to each other
always living in peace, love and harmony.
But you know truth is stranger than fiction
and you might be feeling envious of us
and feeling pity and sad on yourselves
crossing swords against each other
blood spilling over to
the streets and warzones non-stop.
We, up above are lonely islands
each living far away from
each other, each living apart from each other
since times beyond remembrance.
Distances always enamour you
tempt you all
sorry, tempt us all, compelling us
cry for something beyond our reach.
You haven’t cared to listen to our deep sighs
of loneliness and tears we shed while you lay
under the thick cover of darkness
unlike the showering burning kisses of the Sun
upon you all.