Solitude is a terrible agony
an expatriate bird,causing trepidation
entombed in the prison of chores
the hunger for communion remains
filling the voids of sultry fiction
I give a sight at the blooming pelargonium
as I loiter with calibrated bluffness
stranded like an empty codger
unswirling the lexicon of hollowness
killing the flanky lassitude
the amplitude of my thought proceeds
eternally jinxed;perhaps an exile
the compartment of my mind seems volatile
iridescent human nature
enervating the probity of human mind
allude to bizzare endings
perhaps, with no particular triumph
'oh,my dear' , solitude is no substitute
subvert the instincts to suffuse
extol the harmonious confluence
buoyant with luscious thoughts
penning words of glory..
by, Nivya Elizabeth
by, Nivya Elizabeth
2 comments:
maintained by kids? if a kid made this piece up I would have to give them SERIOUS props! thats some intense stuff
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