The love of loneliness

 

Here we are,

You and I,

In our separate worlds alone,

You in your endless climb

Of corporate hills,

Me, in desert lands unknown

 

Once in a while though

We both stare at stars,

Your cityscapes,

My Milky Way,

Wondering of each other

In a world, for long now sparse

 

What if…Perhaps…If only

Would it have hurt

To write, to hint, to something say?

Scared of getting burnt,

That we would never speak again,

But silent are we even today

 

But never mind,

We knew it all along, didn’t we?

Rejection was not the fear

Rather, we were scared

Of acceptance, of something bigger

Than what was already dear

 

 

To grow enough to crack

To climb enough to fall

Envy that would split -

Instead, we chose

To remain mediocre

A distant lamp lowly lit

 

We chose

The love of loneliness

That we have something to heal

The loneliness of love

Unrequited with moistness

We can forever feel

 

So the eyes never run dry

That the stars above

Are always blurred,

And the brimful page

We were supposed to fill

Forever empty without a word…

 

16^th October, 2025