I have never gone
to a place alone
alone and alone.
I never, walk on
any path trodden
by any lazy drone.
Gently I pass my
simple, busy days,
in work and work.
Except you none I do hark.
Believe it or not,
staying in the sea
I wish your shore to embark.
It's my only dream,
to sail away from
this monotonous drill.
To be one with you
in solitariness,
in mid-ocean, or in hill.
I desire to have wings
to fly there to see you!
You are only one
whom I care a lot among a few.
Sounds like a happy place to be in a jacked up world and that is okay.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Everyone longs to be at a place of solitude where they can think and sort out their feelings. Better still it is good to be with someone that you can tell your problems and concerns too. No man is an island. Very thoughtful write.