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Of Solitude

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Of Solitude-
that aloneness in a
Lost space of time;

Dwarfed by thoughts
magnified in that
sensitivity
Washed over by waves
of satisfaction
at your creation…
Swathed in gossamer
dreams,
and brilliant hopes.

In that temporary
archive, is a niche
I always wanted to
make my own.

15 April, ’84

Author: Usha Pisharody

A rambler, pretends to be a teacher, loves to dream, and go on Quixotic Quests in the Realm of Romance With Life...

4 thoughts on “Of Solitude

  1. Dates don’t matter ,because after a phase and being born with a class every little awareness falls into place when someone like you weave brilliance in forms of poetry.This one is really extra ordinary.

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  2. So very beautiful! That start! And then:In that temporaryarchive, is a nicheI always wanted tomake my own.Echo Soumya here, had been here in the morning, I looked at the dates and was plainly stunned. Now I have retrieved myself a bit, so I am writing. Bless you!Reminds me of something I had written of solitude for Venkat’s punct at will, yours is a marvel 🙂

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  3. magical!! truly…! period.

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  4. Soumya and Rukhiya, ah yes, the date 🙂 Even for that you two come up with such endearing ways to make it so very very pleasurable to read and soak in the warmth of the words!Thanks :)Sash… you’re the princess with the magic:)

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