Lonely Sounds - The Poetry Lounge

Lonely Sounds – The Poetry Lounge 

Sitting here in a coffee shop . 
and these lonely sounds never stop . 
The coughs and laughs,  muffled to me . 
Silver spoons falling to the ground . 
China plates clinking  , lonely sound . 
Lonely sounds of a coffee lounge , 
There’ no escape it just  surrounds . 
Pouring inside my ears and  head , 
TV show and the things they said . 
pull the ring from a can of beer . 
slurp in the throat and then its clear . 
lonely the word, needs to be heard . 
Nobody hears it running scared 
nobody feels the pounding heart . 
loneliness tears it all apart . 
constant chatter is all I hear  . 
Endless this and that in my ear . 
Scrambled noise ,but  big boys don’t fear , . 
a friendly ghost seems to appear . 
I’ve got to get on out of here .’
Lonely sounds in a ghost café .
Its poetry I heard them say.’
Shuffle your way up to the mic.
Say whatever it is you like .
Lonely sounds and a mix of muse  
Sit down for a while , chill , defuse .
The tea’s not wet , the brew is weak.
Listen to those who never speak.
Another poet takes the floor.
Donations are welcome at the door.
Prevalence for rhyming actors there .
Looking for benefactors here .
Poetry there’s a lonely sound ,
Its everywhere , spread it around.

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