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Monday, February 04, 2008

The Song of Solitude

When everything goes wrong, someone, some ONE will be there for you. It may be your mom, your dad, your friend, your siblings, your lover, your God, or someone you didn't know so far, or all of them, but you're never let alone.


The chirping bird
Flew hilariously to the sun
Leaving the tree barren.

The mud clad children
Made their way to home
Leaving the street alone.

The draining river
Vanished into vanity
Leaving the shore empty.

The melting dew
Meandered all the way
Leaving the grass drained.

The probing wind
Passed through the bamboo
Leaving the melody unheard.

The playful waves
Played hide-and-seek
Leaving damp feet exposed.

The blinking stars
Woke up as nothing
Leaving the sky naked.

The drops of water
Broke the sunlight
Leaving a rainbow upside down.

The festive ocean of people
Sucked the blessings
Leaving the God alone.

Solitude is the language
Of a forsaken world.

The grave silence
Deafens the soul.

The cruel darkness
Blinds the beholder.

Yet, there is a light.
There is a hope.

When everything goes
Out of hands

Here in my hand...

I have a hand...

It's yours.

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