What I Think About When I Think About Crowds

Breath mingles. Footsteps align.
The crowd becomes a sea and faces— waves.
Altogether quite beautiful despite
Ugliness each might carry. When they
Come together all that’s left aside.
All that’s found mid strides is a symphony
someone else may find peace in.
Or a piece of their soul attuned to this cacophony,
Making arm hairs raise and heart rise higher
To a modern god, as Roman poets,
Found divinity in the pastoral. The works and days
Of a multitude come together
For a moment to be one. Yes, someone else
Could find the meaning of humanity within
This sea, this crowd, but I? I don’t know.
Even though I say all this why do I feel
So
Alone?



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Written on 2025-10-20 at 17:52

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
When I lived in a city far from Nebraska, I enjoyed being an anonymous part of a crowd. Being alone didn't bother me. Here in Nebraska, people are so ridiculously friendly that you can't be anonymous for long, even if you'd like to be.
2025-10-20


William Hughes The PoetBay support member heart!
If it's a crowd of total strangers, it could be an extremely lonely experience, but if people you know are next to you in the crowd, not so much. This is why traveling alone can be a very lonely experience.Nicely composed and flows well all the way to the personal final lines with the words themselves looking lonely.
2025-10-20


Sona The PoetBay support member heart!
Yes, alone is the word. But i never bother with the crowds until i realize that this crowd seems familiar and then i feel alone. till then, i am okay with myself without realizing, i am alone.
2025-10-20



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