THE OPERA OF LONELINESS

. The opera of loneliness by B. joycee rani ‘’the weeping eyes has started to sterile ‘’, ‘’the yellow skin with red stains ,bruises began to bleed’’. ‘’the monster of evil has me to eat’’. ‘’my mind began to rot ‘’, My heart and locked-mouth has something to tell a lot’’. My phobia of death has now gone, When loneliness carries me on. I forgot my diet and appetite, Even vomited blood with phlegm. But, why to worry about it ? When I have loneliness with me. The old father hits me with a leather belt imprinted , When I don’t do chores and study when he needed. The old mother mocks and taunts me down, When I neglect to do with my numbed-stricken , Wounded hands around. I fall for it, accidently; But, loneliness never betrayed me . It is as lovely as an infant; And caring as mother cow. I will never leave it , Till my heart stops now and still’’.