Solitude

It's The worst Season
which drives me to search the reason
Very soon many hands I shake
In a lesser time I realise they are fake.

I feel alienated in this earth
which puts me in wrath
at one point of time
I just feel fine.

My heart has sunk into deep oceans
of melancholy with series of emotions
Yet wanting to cling to its passion
to honour the Heavenly compassion

And i say to my grieve self
life has to go on for oneself
for the Divine has proved you His Passion
so come, rise up out of the ocean

Am enjoying this feeling
even though I know it has no meaning
Solitude gives a little pleasure
and am born to live it beyond measure

An Unseen thing within me
flies around my Solitude like a bee
mentoring me and directing me
through all this Season
to find out the reason