Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Solitude

Like the calm of a docile,tideless ocean

With gentle and floating waves of thoughts

That sweeps mildly on he shores of mind

To shower their bliss in solitude

 

But man is bent on living in his thoughts

Thoughts, that always guide him along

Most of the time through the roads of past

A journey,so distant and long

 

Solitude may sometimes bring oodles of joy

When memory opens its colourful window

To show you the times that you had enjoyed

And takes you back to the people you love

 

It opens the treasure of those precious moments

So that you can rejoice them once more

And revive the vague faces on the canvas of mind

The portraits of those wonderful people they once bore

 

Solitude is sometimes a longing for them

Who,you know, may never come

Still you wait in a hope that they arrive

So that it’ll come as a pleasant surprise

 

You know that it is madness all way long

But solitude always forces you to long

For something,which you know wont occur

But the longing persists and recurs

 

When the wishes slowly turn into sorrows

The grief of loneliness touches your marrow

And like ripples in a still pond

The tides of pain retreat and mount

 

The scars of the old wounds of heart

Burst open again,giving a fresh start

To one of those endless moments of torture

That the mind seems so keen to nurture

 

The hush of the ocean becomes disturbed

Turbulent storms of agonies whimper

The silent thoughts give away

To cries of despair and dismay

 

Tears that roll with a useless hope

That some arm may be kind to wipe them off

But the cruel hands of monstrous loneliness

Can only squeeze necks, not caress.

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