Loneliness vs. solitude

Loneliness whispers, a hollowed-out tune,

A shadow that lingers beneath the moon.

But solitude hums like a river’s flow,

A quiet companion where wisdom grows.

Loneliness claws with an aching need,

Its hunger devours, it plants no seed.

But solitude blooms in the heart’s still space,

A garden of peace, a soft embrace.

Loneliness cries for a voice to hear,

A hollow echo, sharp and near.

Yet solitude listens to the soul's own song,

A melody steady, where you belong.

Loneliness traps like a cage unseen,

Its bars of silence cold and mean.

But solitude frees with its open air,

A sanctuary found when you dare to care.

Porter Pfrenger is a 26 year old poet and writer from Arkansas. He lives with his two partners, their two kids, and an amount of animals on a small homestead. Outside of writing, he enjoys crocheting and singing Broadway musicals with his family.