A Poet's Solitude

Hovering over colours of joy, I ponder

Like a bee in a garden, no devils, no blunder

Alas, life isn’t all daffodils and stars

Stretches to insane poverty and scars

No part I want with this darkness impregnable

Surrounded by beauty, I shall lie invincible

 

No matter where I wander

With glee, I’ll face my problems till I grow older

Looking at these atrocious sights, I feel ill

With guns, little soldiers march but brothers they kill

Who wins the war, does it matter anymore?

Humanity loses, where do all this blood I store?

 

Let’s swallow our pride and disappear forever

Reappear different, blood we lust never

I searched for happiness and I thought

What happiness has this wealth ever brought?

Let’s dream together of a world impossible

Where I lie in peace, no scream audible.