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He lives in his own world

Umesh is a freelance writer contributing his creative writings on varied subjects in various knowledge and educational sites in internet.

Preface

There are some people in this world who due to neglect and other adverse circumstances go in a state of recluse and madness. Once it happens there is no come back and though they are physically present in this world but they appear to dwell somewhere else. This poem is an effort to depict such extreme situations in one's life.

He lives in his own world

Ignorant of his surroundings,
Never uttering a word.
Pleasure or pain no matter to him,
He lives in his own world.

Cold or warm, do not affect him,
Bed or floor, he does not mind.
More or less do not intrigue him,
He is of a very special kind.

He cries to himself, weeps to himself,
He laughs to himself, talks to himself.
You ask the reason of his cries,
He stares at you with dried eyes.

Love and romance don't bother him,
He appears to be a wounded bird.
No friends, no foes, he knows none,
He lives in his own world.

Long back he was not like that,
As he always yearned to talk to you.
But you did not have any time then,
Even to spare moments a few.

He wanted to lean on your shoulder,
But you were not seen anywhere.
Your time, money, love and emotion,
Surely, were not available there.

Alas! he does not recognise you,
As you are a stranger now.
Your time, money, love and emotion,
Do not matter for him now.

Now he talks only to himself,
Would not response to any word.
No love, no remorse in his life,
He lives in his own world.

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Comments

Umesh Chandra Bhatt (author) from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on August 23, 2020:

Rajan, thanks a lot.

Rajan Singh Jolly on August 23, 2020:

This reality exists and sometimes we are too late to correct it. May we always show love to people we care about. This is the most important thing.

Bhattuc on August 21, 2020:

Lora, thanks a lot for your such an elaborate comment to analyse the feelings in the poem. I agree pets are the real source of love and affection and that is why we reciprocate and adore them.

Lora Hollings on August 20, 2020:

Such a sad poem but its message has much truth! We all may walk a thin line between loneliness and being surrounded by those who are supposed to love us. If love isn't genuine and it is based on a certain criteria that we can't measure up to, then perhaps many of us become alienated and lose our ability to communicate with others or we decide to just shut ourselves off from the rest of the world if they cause us more pain. I think pets can provide a way to have companionship as they give love freely with no conditions attached and their love is true. A very thought provoking poem, Umesh.

Umesh Chandra Bhatt (author) from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on August 20, 2020:

Brenda, thanks for your thoughtful observations.

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on August 20, 2020:

It does happen when one's needs are not met. He risked so much before that the pain he felt was overwhelming and eventually he made himself like a rock with no feelings.

Thanks for an excellent write.

Umesh Chandra Bhatt (author) from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on August 18, 2020:

Jeremiah, thanks for the nice words. Appreciate much.

Jeremiah Mwaniki Kilunda on August 18, 2020:

Depression is a monster. It is gradually finding its way into many people's minds. Soon it's going to be a world pandemic. I love this article. Nice job.

Umesh Chandra Bhatt (author) from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on August 18, 2020:

Dora, thanks and I join you in that praying. Good thoughts.

Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on August 18, 2020:

Praying not to contribute to this type of existence for anyone. It is easy to do this unwittingly Lord, please make us mindful of our influence on others.

Umesh Chandra Bhatt (author) from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on August 15, 2020:

Liz, thanks for your observation. And thanks for visiting.

Liz Westwood from UK on August 15, 2020:

Your poem paints a graphic picture of the lonely character and the state he is in. It also has an uncomfortable twist when the finger points towards the reader as somehow being to blame.

Umesh Chandra Bhatt (author) from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on August 15, 2020:

Flourish, thank for your observation. Appreciate much.

FlourishAnyway from USA on August 15, 2020:

Your poem reminded me of mental illness, agoraphobia perhaps with depression. Writers often like to be alone but I think you have portrayed an extreme situation for the sake of art.

Umesh Chandra Bhatt (author) from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on August 14, 2020:

Gypsy Rose,

So nice of you. Thanks a lot for your views and experiences.

Gypsy Rose Lee from Daytona Beach, Florida on August 14, 2020:

I live all alone and there are times my anxiety-ridden nerves get the best of me and I have found that being alone as long as it is quiet and peaceful is a great way to be. On very quiet days it does feel like I am living in my own world.

Umesh Chandra Bhatt (author) from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on August 14, 2020:

Jay, I have not conceived it in that way. That is a medical condition while this is an extreme psychological condition. Thanks for your Inquisition and visit.

Jay C OBrien from Houston, TX USA on August 14, 2020:

Is this a description of autism? Is there someone trained in mental health which can address this?

Umesh Chandra Bhatt (author) from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on August 14, 2020:

Lorna, you always encourage me. My gratitudes to you. Thanks a lot.

Umesh Chandra Bhatt (author) from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on August 14, 2020:

Eric, don't say so. It is an extreme case that I have depicted. I pray God none of us hubbers fall in this category. Thanks for your quick comment. It is a surprise. Thanks.

Lorna Lamon on August 14, 2020:

Sometimes the circumstances people find themselves in cause them to experience a mental breakdown. Withdrawing from society or life in general is a form of escape and solace for them. This poignant poem reminds us of the need to reach out and help when help is needed. Now more than ever we need to be aware of the needs of others. Great writing Umesh.

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on August 14, 2020:

Surely this is excellent. I think I am 50/50 this way. I simply do people on my terms now --- age?

I wonder if most creative writers are this way.

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