SOLITUDE- WHERE I FIND MYSELF

I find myself in solitude

In deep silence between ticks of a clock

In the cheering crowd in the stadium

In the deadly voice of engines

In the people around

In the noises that can’t be found

I find myself in solitude

In the words of my poetry

In the hidden desires

In the bathroom singing concerts

In the late night conversations

In the songs while traveling alone

I find myself in solitude

On the roof top with the birds

On the footpath with the beggars

In the bar with the sufferers

In the hospital with the victims

In the temple with the theists

I find myself in solitude

Where resides my gratitude

Where resides my attitude

Where reside my dilemmas

Where I can fly high

Where I can’t be shy

I find myself in solitude

Where I speak aloud

Where I don’t have doubt

Where the freedom lies

Where the boredom suffices

Where Negativity says good bye

Where intellectuality sighs but never dies

© Priya Jain