I could so easily
become a Hermit.
Push the World away,
shed obligation,
Never Truly touch
another Human.

But I am burdened
with Duty.
I am Cursed
to Care.

When need to be with myself
sets in a lonely mood
mind seeks a space to delve
sink in solitude

I slip to that unused room
where a window to the north
paints a sky of white lily bloom
for dreams to merrily birth!

I fly above the town house tops
up the tallest palm
reach the clouds to touch raindrops
drown in deep calm

whiles pass mind travels eon
far beyond the earth
till lands back to anchor on
the window to the north!

We humans
Quiet n desperate wait for love
Through lives
Miss its each n every part

And the day we get it..
we get the illusion of joy
nature seems blessing
n fears fly...

And as love touches us closely
N we feel it deeply
Illusion suddenly disappears
Making us blind for momentsmoments

We humans cry...scream
But nothing works
N we get our so called reward for love
SEPARATION