My Fellow Companion, Solitude
Solitude, a cool breeze
far from the raging winds.
The mundane journey between the start and the end
An oneway path which leads nowhere.
A cry for the young while
a sigh for the old.
I feel lost like the child
on his first day at kindergarten.
Might it be the longing for a private space?
or the longing to stay
far from the maddening crowd?
or is it the mask wherein lies my conscience?
I feel lost like the falling leaf
on a fine autumn day.
I search within my conscience
the tide seems far to tread,
the interest seems to fade
hold on life seems vague.
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