Bliss Of Solitude Poem by Ruma Chaudhuri

Bliss Of Solitude

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It was a beautiful evening 
When Sun was setting down 
I was on the riverside 
And I moved away off my town. 

All the men were returning home 
And all the boats were going away. 
Being all full with cattle,  and
Also with paddy, hay. 

Even the last boat couldn't take me,  
And I had no hurry to return home 
All were returning to their nest 
And only I was their alone. 

I wandered lonely in the evening 
The silvery stars rhythming with clouds 
The moon was smiling with glee 
As to make me happy and mend my mood. 

My mood changed with sweet fragrance 
And I saw the sparkling dance on river. 
These all were only for me 
As I was alone there. 

A cool breeze was blowing slowly,  
And slowly, the golden rays came out 
It was a beautiful sunrise,  
And I felt the bliss of Solitude.

by Ruma Chaudhuri

Thursday, March 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Akhtar Jawad 01 May 2014

Your poem is very beautiful, but one thing I must tell you. Solitude is attractive for a day two, if it is prolonging... The Solitude of Alexander Selkirk I AM monarch of all I survey; My right there is none to dispute; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute O Solitude! where are the charms 5 That sages have seen in thy face? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place. W. Cowper

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Khairul Ahsan 29 April 2014

It's a beautiful poem. The title is attractive too. Solitude is a bliss that not everyone enjoys. Those who do, they seek solitude, not always though. The second and the third stanzas of your poem have a similar tone like that of Rabindra NathTagore's 'Golden Boat' (Sonar Toree) .

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