* In Solitude Poem by Deva De Silva

A glass of red wine spent
Recalling life's events
Crowded in my skin
In Solitude

Relishing a melody of lament
Drifting through my window
Gliding in uninvited
In solitude

Last night I cried out loud
Just to hear a sound
Though I did not hear me
In solitude

Drowning in my naked fear of
Living a life unseen
Yearning to belong
In solitude

I woke up in the evening
Read a book out loud
My voice wavering
In solitude


As the heroine yearned
In crowded isolation
To be loved
In solitude

I walked naked
In my new home
My skin in flames
In solitude

Every molecule of air
Brushing against me
Impaired my being
In solitude

It was raining that morn
When I came to life
My throat stinging
In solitude

I mourn not waking up
Next to my beloved
To warm my frozen hind
In solitude

I see no soul
I hear no breathing
I smell no skin
In solitude

I carry your imprint
Buried deep within me
And life goes on
In solitude