Solitude

Ask someone who’s all alone,

Smiles he however, when it’s time to mourn

A brave heart is what it took to stand firm 

To keep himself safe from storm

The seeds of friendship were also sown 

Yet he had none he would call his own

 Left behind by everyone,

Though he shone selflessly like the shining sun.

In times of the need they hurriedly came 

On other days they judged him to be 'lame'. 

Hardly anyone understood his feeling

He felt so lonely when everyone used to sing. 

He wanted someone who could give him a listening ear, 

Wonder what caused others to feel the fear. 

No one offered a shoulder to lean 

Despite his heart being pure and clean

He chose a corner to cry, 

His tear glands were now all  rough and dry 

Realising the truth of this so called life

He was ready to live this struggle and strife  

 Solitude now became his friend and guide

Nature was there for him to confide 

Learnt the lessons of life the harder way

The vagabond now is happy and gay..

Having embarrassed solitude in all it beautiful form

His self love is what keeps him happy n warm

Such is the effect of solitude on man

Might n strong he emerges to stand!!!