Solitude, you the only thing I love to be around most of the time.
I have been blamed, cursed, ignored and criticized for my immense love to you.
You are beautiful, elegant and poignant , specially when you take the turn and unfurls the mysteries of this life.
How the world would never understand my love for you, how they are still hanging around the sparks of the words.
How ignorant are they, fools, who know not of you.
I want to be yours, melt in your arms and know not of what the world has to say. Grow along..take me into your arms and be mine.
Lets go somewhere far, where me and only you can reside.
Where the chaos is not disturbed by our silence.