The Essence of Solitude

wrote some time back....drowned in memories....

I recall the fragrance of mom’s lap,

When I used to peek out of it,

And looked at the shinny sky.

When I used to play in evening,

When I used to hide in dark,

When I used to scare somebody in the night.

When I used to enjoy under the sky.

And when I concealed myself in the dark,

And tears would flow down the cheeks,

Until I disclosed the pain,

Confined inside the seal of my heart.

Staring at the black sky,

The essence of past covers me.

And I recall all those days,

I spent staring at the understanding sky.

Gazing at the black sky,

Decorated with jewels and pearls,

I recollect those nights of tears,

And smiles I spent indemnified by the heavens.

Ask the sky- it saw me,

In autumns and springs,

Ask my friend about me,

And it will count the days of solitude I spend.

 

Reviews

[Joiedevivre]

Beautiful! Very evocative...

[Coyote Poetry]

"I spent staring at the understanding sky.
Gazing at the black sky,
Decorated with jewels and pearls,
I recollect those nights of tears,"
Solitude can be a prison and a safe heaven. I like the emotion in this poem. You took me on a peaceful journey in your words. I like hoe you ended the poem. A excellent poem. Thank you.
Coyote

[solo2be]

I really like the flow and imagery in this poem. Beautifully written.