Solitude By Choice!

By Yashansha Singh Rana

Standing alone  

On streets that go nowhere 

I sought the stars for comfort- 

None to be found 

Just clouds-heavy, everywhere. 

Not a familiar voice, 

Not a hello to rejoice, 

No passing smiles to echo back 

Yet this solitude was my choice. 

I hold on to it 

And choose to watch  

These laughing faces 

With companions to walk. 

In silence I wonder, 

In silence I drown, 

In silence I wander 

These streets of town.  

Out there someday, 

When I’ll have no one  

Perhaps a smile  

Would brighten my day 

Out there someday, 

When I’ll have nowhere 

Perhaps a heart  

Will ask me to stay. 

By Yashansha Singh Rana