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Solitude

“There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,” - Lord Byron
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                                                    Solitude

In the silent solitude of the night
	I like to reside with my own steam
		to weather my woeful pains all alone
		without inflicting on anyone any ache
		as it is a burden I alone can fell
		with every breath I take
		I alone have to carry 
		with solely the night 
                as a partner to witness 
                perhaps to abate it

in the silent solitude of the night
       I like to dwell all alone
                as I can ride over waves of woes and sorrows
		crashing against the borders of my heart
                trying to drown me awake
                where I can crush down feats of anger
                raising the teasing tempo of my temperature 
                where I  can temper the tantalising breeze of joy
                lifting me up to the sky

in the silent quietude of the night
	I like to stay lonely by myself 
                 as I can dream 
                 freely at my will
                 of tomorrows 
                 without fits of anger
                 without pangs of pains
                 without waves of woes and sorrow
                 without tides of suffering

in the silent solitude of the night
	I like to live lonesome
                 as I can see myself 
                 amidst a garden 
                 with millions of diverse flowers
                 of colourful hues
                 inviting me to stroll in their midst
                 with thousands of birds
                 of diverse species
                  singing for me their sweetest songs
                  alongside a river of dream
                  with crystal clear water 
                  slithering in a silent stream

in the silent solitude of the night
	I like to be on my own
		to rein in the horse of my mind
		trying to course by itself
		without knowing where to station
		to channel it to race at my will
		in the arena, 
		in the circuit
		at the speed I wish		

in the silent solitude of the night 
	I like being by myself
		to peer within the depth 
		of my inner self	
		stare at the inner light
		lying discretely within
                lit like a small shining star
                to goad my path in life
                to breathe new vigour to my spirit
                to spread sincere shine to my soul

In the silent solitude of the night
	I like to lonely settle 
		as in the quietude of the night
		my muse merrily glides down 
		to whisper in my ears
		verses of age-long wisdom longing to lift the life-force
		paint the vibrant glow of my feelings and emotions
		to share with those who may wish to partake.

Copyright © Krishnanand Guptar

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