From Loneliness To Linkages

From Loneliness to Linkages In the midst of a lonely night With not a voice to greet the ear, And not a human sign in sight, Seated at a familiar desk With faint fingers on the lap-top And a thoughtful mind not at rest, In the quietude of a room I dare not ever call my own I can hear my breath in the gloom, The tick of the clock on the wall, The rustling of the gentle winds As they caress leaves that do fall As feathers on the lowly ground, The sharp shrilling sounds of crickets And the quavering croaks of frogs From a nearby verdant thicket. From the loneliness of my room I try to link up with the multitude As I press down the keys of my laptop To create verses in deep solitude And rhythms with or without rhymes In a freely structured version Beyond the bounds of space and time To convey my deep-seated emotions Gathered in solitude and quietness, Share my cherished thoughts and visions, Impart images ingrained in my mind In the daily course of my lonely life To one and all who may wish to find, In a bid to forge linkages with friends Beyond the range of the oceans And bring down the loneliness to an end Written by Krishnanand Guptar 18 February 2023