I wish I was solitude,
So that I could be a friend to many,
Both for the rich and poor
Both for the wise and fool
...
Oh! the cruelest, longest and hottest season,
When my Maple and Oak cried,
I didn't know that you were so near,
To tear me apart.
...
I've a ferryboat and an oar
And I know to row
But, I can't,
For I've a ferryboat
...
Oh! God,
It is still raining,
And I am still praying.
Not for the rain to stop,
...
I told them
That it was a sunny night,
And, they said no.
'How could the night be so sunny? '
...
(This is a Sonnet in Iambic Tetra Meter with aaaabbbb, bbbcca rhyming scheme.)
The dark-fledged night is here and near,
And moon-lit night is found no where.
...
Let me not love,
For they say,
I don't know how to love.
I met love,
...
It is morning again,
But night was a gain!
For, then I had a hope
That morning had a scope
...
Dead, am I
For, I've lost my senses -
To see, to hear, to taste, to feel, to smell.
If I had not,
...
[ This Poem is a satire over our human life and human feelings, in a fast moving competitive world, becoming more and more mechanical and objective respectively.]
Looking to the coffin,
'Good Bye! ', I told her
...
Presbyter in the Church of South India, Diocese of Madhya Kerala.)
Solitude
I wish I was solitude,
So that I could be a friend to many,
Both for the rich and poor
Both for the wise and fool
Both for the men and women
For all.
I promise you,
I will be everything to you,
until
you say 'Good Bye' to me