Solitude Poem by Swapan Rakshit

I yearn for solitude,
But the world is rude,
It never let me stay alone.
So I'm too much eager- -
To cross a barrier,
To find out a remote zone.
But I've only one
Wing, like a wounded swan,
How will I cross?
The barrier is high,
How would I fly?
I'm now at a loss.
Are you ready to lend
Your hand; as a friend,
Or help me otherwise?
You may be far from me
May reside in any country.
May be in disguise?