Solitude
Solitude
I grapple with patches of sun
On the shady soil under the tree
Filtered through the leaves
And the blue stars in night sky
For some lofty words.
As when do I propose my love,
I don’t want them sound begging.
I have nothing,
Except the tyranny of seasons.
No strife
No battle
Only battle of keeping my progeny alive
In the midst of
Tonsured hills
Strangulated rivers
Choked air and
Desert- soil
By unscrupulous hands.
Only asset to vote
To mandate tiny group of people
With Zed category of security
And absolute surety
Of natural and national resources
I shall lend my eyes
For your tears to roll out
I am more than willing to offer
The regime of my solitude
And bounty of creation
For you to rejoice.
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