My Life's Audit Of Solitude
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My life's audit of solitude
Was done when, how I felt no good.
Amidst them all— my near and dear,
How I missed meeting my ‘me'-hood.
In a house spilling with people,
How all alone brooding I stood.
One, prone to Prime is far from crowd,
How in crowds I kissed lonelihood.
In search of mundane world's vain lights,
How I failed to map my soul's mood.
When in a mad crowd you feel good,
You lose touch with soul's amplitude.
Nurture you can with spirit's food,
Nor find it back once lost in wood.
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Ghazal | 13.03.2020 |
Topic: soul, solitude
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