Monday, March 15, 2021

The soulful solitude

 
The solitude doesn’t scare me, it’s the crowd that does

People with too many faces and heart with no feel

Chasing and running like a well tamed breed

Declaring the norms and shouting profanities

What so natural about them, they love to boast

It’s beyond my understanding, what exactly they loathe

It’s me or it’s someone choosing to live free

Like a blockhead they make a scene

Sabotaging a person’s existence with nothingness

Yes freedom can go haywire at times

But it’s my own damn choice what I choose to be

The strength to fail and the ability to rise again is power

A quality that takes years of expertise

Few years down the line I foresee myself

Dwelling somewhere Far and away

In solidarity with the nature

Living all the human emotions

In its most pious, deepest and heartfelt way