My Majestic Stand on Loneliness

By Sushmaa. T. M. R/ Suthanthira (pen name)

With none around,

I'm left engaged with my thoughts

On solitude.

With everyone around,

I'm left crowded with my thoughts

On anxiety

.

Somewhere in childhood,

I felt deserted from the corner of my heart

When my parents went out for groceries,

And my friends began to split tasks

Before I even joined the game.

But after years of age and maturity,

I had never desired to have companies around

That could fulfil my liking

For real purposes.

Soon after I was left alone in my own person;

I realised that there has been

An empty space,

Without any apartment to cross

Or any door to knock upon.

A lone mind -

A blank page a child spared

In a scribbled note,

A scribbled content an adult paired

In an organised row.

At the peak of loneliness,

I carved out

The true colours of life

In the celebration of humanity.

I'm a usual patient in the hospital of loneliness,

Who takes the medicines

Of self-love and care

From the doctors

Of motivation and meditation.

To me,

Loneliness is a hell

If missed living in the world inside.

By Sushmaa. T. M. R/ Suthanthira (pen name)