For The Loneliness
There's one remedy,
If one tries to grab the solitude-
I approach to Antarctic,
Seals disturb me.
The strugle for own's existence,
vividly appears-
Blood spreads among the bondings,
So common are the incidents.
The pack hunts down,
scream spills in the air-
Union is the sense of intimacy,
these exhibit the courage.
Antarctic can't be lonely,
In search of eternal solitude-
I grab my index,
And there lies the space.
Might be a good reason,
To touch the sevens-
Is high for the rest,
I shall lower it.
Cross-bars of strength,
Are there in space-
They peep out our works,
We are just the viewee.
I can just remain still,
Watching them watch us-
Watch us in our works,
Position our sound as well.
Being alive,
Being social-
One wouldn't grab the solitude,
The one I wanted.
It's true,
Nature teases the being-
In sounds,
In flames.
I seek the solitude,
which is lonely within-
The morphology,
And the mentality.
poem by Bed Prakash Bhatta
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