Solitude

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          The steam caresses over my weary body with its warmth,

          The stars greet my tired eyes with their sparkle,

          The silence embraces my jaded ears with its peace,

          The solitude grants my mind a little tranquillity,

          Mountain top bath under stunning stars,

          Alone in the boondocks at last,

          Far from the dystopia that haunts me,

          In this utopia of my mind’s eye,

          Putting into lyrical words of poetry the thoughts

          That overflows my damaged mind,

          When I have nowhere else for them,

          But in these very lines,

          My body now wants to depart,

          My heart mangled beyond repair,

          My liver has had its day, now drowned,

          My eyes have seen things to many,

          My ears have heard the very same to many,

           Now here are my last words to you,

          Seek out your solitude before it’s too late,

          To let go all that hate.

moon lit solitude

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6 thoughts on “Solitude”

  1. A very existential take n the prompt, I must say; your protagonist is like a Hemingway character, almost used up by life, reaching for the last gasp of clarity.

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  3. The mountain top bath under the stars sounds wonderful, what a way to cleanse body and soul, and to create poetry! There is a darkness in these lines that is somewhat disturbing:
    ‘My body now wants to depart,
    My heart mangled beyond repair’
    and ‘here are my last words to you’.
    Is this soul-purging at the end of life or before a retreat to solitude?

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