I
never knew loneliness
Can
be so full of solace
That
you can go down memory
Lane
and trace…………
All
those past instances……
Rudimentaries
of life
In
tenterhooks
Juggling,
jostling thoughts
At
loggerheads with
The
multitudinous throng
Waiting
for the gong
Of
mundane life to
Ring
a new invigorating
Bell which may bring in
A
new tale to the aural
Cavity
of the tired, jet-lagged
Human
existence
That
he despite all
Provocation
sticks to
His
proclivity.
I
never knew aloneness
Can
be so fulfilling
And
sooo spine-chilling
Yet
so tongue-tingling
And
sensuously sensational.
Never
had I gone through
Such
paths in the past.
Only
worry how long would I
Be
and remain witness to
such
solace….. such pleasure
and
from when sorrow
would
again borrow time
to
knock on my door
to
make me sorry and
how
long would………
the
surreal last………?