Thursday, December 19, 1996

Solitude

Feelings of a bird
Aim to reach, nothing !
Feelings of a castaway
moving in the sea for shore,
It is nothing but solitude.

Solitude, but perfect in itself
Enchanted by the tune of nothing save silence
Washed by the floods of reality.

Solitude, a company with truth
Solitude, a company with self
Solitude, a company with god
Or is it an unearthly company ?

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Dec 19, 1996

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