Opia

Solitude could've healed me!

But the village I reached was full of crows and parrots.

Even the evening zephyr couldn't calm my deprived heart..

I approached a lady clad in an old red saree and asked for weed.

An Opia!

I couldn't stare in those eyes any longer.

She was lonelier than me!

She was wounded more severely than me!!

I sighed. 'Solace!'

Solitude could've healed her too...