Solitude

Inclined on the divan with a book, in my room, I was all alone, Wrapped in a quilt tucked around my feet, the wind’s moan…. In the cold gusty afternoon sun – casting its timid rays. The howling squall…blowing outside my window in a daze , My skin tingling……as sharp molecule of air brushed against my face ….. And last night it was raining too, in solitude! With no one around in sight that I could allude……… No one to talk to as I twisted in my loneliness, Thoughts as waves spun in my mind’s ocean; There’s a late night straggler on a tipsy motion, Is he too feeling the same solitude alone in his stroll.... The desire for solitude casting a shadow on my soul! Our dreams had looked momentarily so bright, Hopes of a future held so much more in anticipation. Time we spent were mere memories, lost in isolation, Insecurities felt to the very core as time eats away the bliss And between now and then searching for profound solitude amiss~ A glass of red Merlot wine ousting the gloom to the furthest alife……. Relishing a melody of a single sigh sings me back to life, Last night I cried out mutely beset by fears of sweet pain In the silent night where no sound shows face, I choose to listen; For the sake of untying this ribbon of fear, for hearing a sound, Besides silence my conscience urges me from roaming around; In solitude, I woke up in the morning to a collage of memories, Reading a book out loud - my voice shaking, collecting bits and pieces~ As the heroine longed for togetherness - in an isolated crowd- To be loved in a relaxing rhythm - in solitude…!!