Years Of Solitude Poem by Prof.Hrushikesha Mohanty

Sitting with hundreds of years of solitude

I'm among the rocks

Kept silent for millions of years

Sleeping with solitude of years and years!



Have seen and seeing now

But they will not speak

Neither the past nor the future

Not even of today

That is passing by!



Neither a girl not a boy

Not a machine not even a toy

Not a reception but nota ploy

Solitude pure, but not a decoy!



Flapping wings, time ready to fly

Pages turned but nothing is read.

Head has not, not even the tail

But it's known, still some say!



Sitting here I'm at the solitude bay

Sun rises in red but sets in grey

Time flaps wings then years to fly

All are here for no laugh and cry!



Years will come and years will go

With solitude I'mto bow.

Let it happen as it's scripted

I'm to play, I'm the gifted!



- - - - - For the new odd year 2019..............



Hrushikesha Mohanty

31stDec.2018,00.25 am