A glass of
red wine spent
Recalling
life's events
Crowded in my
skin
In Solitude
Relishing a
melody of lament
Drifting
through my window
Gliding in
uninvited
In solitude
Last night I
cried out loud
For the sake
of hearing a sound
Though I did
not hear me
In solitude
Gawking at my
naked fear
Of living a
life unseen
Yearning to
belong
In solitude
I woke up in
the evening
Read a book
out loud
My voice
wavering
In Solitude
As the
heroine yearned
In an
isolated crowd
To be loved
In solitude
I walked
around naked
In my new
home
My skin in
flames
In solitude
Every
molecule of air
Brushing
against me
Scorched in
vain
In solitude
It was
raining that morn
When I came
to life
My throat
stinging
In solitude
I see no soul
I hear no
breathing
I smell no
skin
In solitude
I mourn not
waking up
Next to my
beloved
To warm my
frozen hind
In solitude
Yet, I feel
no cold
And life goes
on
As I bury
myself
In solitude.
Adapted from 'In Solitude'
by Deva De Silva.
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