SOLITUDE

Not for me the chirping bird

Not for me the whispering wind

Not for me the blossoming bud
Just the silent solitude.

Not for me the scorching sunshine

Not for me the milky moonshine

Not for me the lush Mother Nature

Just the infinite solitude.

Not for me the sweetness of music

Nor for me the life’s vivid colours

Not for me the escape into God

Just the hollow solitude.

Not for me the yearn of y’terday

Not for me the lure of ’morrow

Not for me the ennui of today

Just the eternal solitude.