Animals Of Solitude Poem by Muhammad Ameer

These animals of my solitude,
unbridled and untamed
play the forbidden games,
play with fire and flame.
Whispering to my ears,
things I must not hear,
ideas I must not get mused to,
thoughts I must get rid off.
These hours of my own,
are the hours alloted to you,
as stargazers spend lives
seeking glimpses from far.
An eye contact,
an exchange of glance,
a proposition, a consideration,
a transaction in distance.