Attachment

When lonely is the path,sorrow is amiss When nothing appeals No company liked nor sought Dreads ones own company Takes recluse in some deserted place Only to disdain one self No flowers no birds hold interest Drowned in self-pity one moves All joy has come to a standstill Wonder what people find in life So worth living What's there amiss!left to wonder Is there something that Escaped your notice Perhaps detachment was the cause To bring about this sullenness To live to breathe Attachments are required Attachment to self ,to others and surroundings too Only earning and living Won't suffice Only they should not entice Be warm let not your feelings Turn to ice.