Solitary

It is a bliss to be alone
Chasing one’s own fancies,
Loving weird things and persons,
dreaming unlimited unhindered.

Solitude is,
emptiness in a cozy cocoon
a glossy mirror, a sweet void;
which reflects us back,
echoes our own sound to us
from eternity to eternity.

Not a single leaf wafts unsolicited,
nor a drop of rain wasted.
Lonely moments are always fruitful
rich and lovely, virgin blossom!

Bring not in a ray of sun
A gleam of moonlight
A lovely woman nor
A note of music!

Leave me unto me my peace
I am happily wedded to my mate
Let it be so until I die.
Loneliness and me
Oh! What a pair we make.