Solitude... Poem by Nimotallahi Shittu

She as her self.

Living alone in her domicile.

No one could comprehend her life style.

At her terrace

There shown a light ray.

But couldn't enter her clay

Because she was on her own

Contending with her woes.

There in her musty room

Everything seems dark and gloom

Her skin lingered with the nature
e.

So rear to see her posture

Many thought floped on her mind like an ocean.

Who knows her situation?

Solitude she enjoyed most

Being alone like a ghost.