TWO ODE on Solitude-3

Poem-1 Ode on Mourn The monotonous-mourning morn Live in little-litful way alone, Where no white-whole the born Noone show who she-scorn. Creation crys out with curse Newly bride burn in doubt, Bone injured no see nurse Then some one ask why not out. Endure-enamouring poision Fills in veins like blood-red, Though the whole world gave caution I chose that path to live in shade. The vault of white stones went pale Where all dream fertile the beauty, Peace went in hole,visions sale Mutual decision false,it's ok is duty. Poem-2 Ode on Life-Line As desert isolated without toil My surrounding as empty without thou, As dune fills with a lot of soil Intellect mind full of memory of you. In one second I live thousand years When memory recalls the sweet pursue, But if doubt increase it inrceases fears With tiding the pressed feelings of issue. The life-line snatched my life rudely And now search to find in eyes life, But,it's okay! I bear it all firmly With this isolation, from that false rife. Blooming flowers say I do wait Whispring winds say I do wait Dazzling sun say I do wait Murmuring birds say I do wait.