Solitude

I looked forward to solitude With utmost certitude 

Time brought the solitude

With it came ineptitude

Now I wish for the mad bustle with gratitude

To get past the solitude 

Solitude doesn't go with my fortitude

Solitude, I had a hard time rhyming the word

But I had to, oh dear lord I didn't want to break the chord

Thank you for all the words, dear Oxford

Do poems have to be rhyming 

Or is it just fine to have right words at the right timing

I want to know what would be welcoming

Writing is an art I'm reclaiming Writing, Singing, Dancing and Painting 

All the things I was used to doing

When did I stop doing everything 

Maybe I should start with singing I could be singing but I have no songs in mind 

The solitude isn't kind So many thoughts in the mind

Feels each of it is in the hind I wish for the solitude to end

I wish for the cars in the highway I wish for the street food

I wish for a walk round the park

I wish for the chance to be at home at my home

I wish to be at my home I wish to go home I wish to be home!