Our day…
Starts with a smile…
And a quick prattle
I part my knitted dreams..
And fly high…
Thoughts pop in
scrawler creeps in
Share my quest for
The way to success…
I grumble for the
Misfortunes encountered…
And sheds briny tears
Lastly gets up with
A crystal mind.
I can be at my pace..
And even feel proud
For the challenges met..
I chat.on and on..
Away from the crowd..
Without any fake smiles.
To crown all
I can be myself!
Nothing can prevent
My friendship with…SOLITUDE
Indeed the best friend one can ever have!
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solitude..a writers best friend..
scrawler u have not minced any words in praise of him ...lovely :)
hehhehe... Solitude is sure our best friend at all times!! nice poem this :)
Thanks vin :)
mmm.. True..! solitude and loneliness is one's best friend..! you know the best thing about solitude ... there are times when one feel loneliness even when they are among a crowd...! but as say.. you experience the crowd.. while being in solitude..! Ironic alle?
somehow i skipped a heartbeat reading this.. somehow i missed my old days.. some how i realize how i changed without intentions.. i cant go back even if i want to..
scrawler, u r just wonderful!
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