Fear of Isolation to Freedom of Solitude

Hastily, I met two soul mates- Isolation & Solitude,
They seem like feeling like drowning or driving the waves ahead,
Of the same vast ocean filled with all the strange species.
Isolation creeps in the single sip of water one drinks,
Yeah, it’s not tasteless anymore, the one who knows, Knows!

Isolation resides in our minds,
By beholding the door handle to the last lonely coffee one has,
Living on a planet of 8 billion people,
Vanishing them all, & one cannot penetrate Isolation;
Isolation is not about negativity; it’s about negligence
Negligence of Acceptance, Acceptance of Reality;
It breaks reality into delusions of death & sorrow,
Imagination follows with the ceiling falling,
And the knife digs into the stomach with bloodshed all over.
Yeah, it’s strange, the one who knows, Knows!

It occupies the cells of our body to the suffocating breath one takes,
It holds oxygen firmly & never let it shake,
Till one shiver & calls help from Solitude.
Solitude is not about positivity; it’s about conscientiousness,
Conscientiousness of Acceptance, Acceptance of Reality.
It breaks reality into the seclusion of tranquility & endurance,
Imagination follows with the firm ceiling, not ready to fall anymore.
And the knife is not willing to penetrate, with composure all over.
Yeah, it’s indeed true, the one who knows, Knows!

I believe they both knock on our doors with the rising sun,
The worst is to know that it’s we, who choose the wrong door anyway,
Of the same vast destination filled with strange deeds.
Solitude embraces in the single sip of water one drinks,
Yeah, it’s not tasteless anymore, the one who knows, Knows!

- By Srajati Tiwari