Escence of Mates

Explore loneliness

I am trapped in the essence of unknown guilt,

It is stickier than delta mud or silt.

I am trapped with the shackles of loneliness,

Cause I am always a loner, nevertheless.

No one would want to be mates with me,

The madness and tiredness is what they are close to see.

No one will be unfair in front of Justice,

As to me, the summer and winter are only solstice.

Only solstice to celebrate a day,

Small or large to keep regularities at bay.

If you want a mate, see the fairness they have,

See the way they smile and care to halve.

I see it and relish it only to lose,

I am a loner, I am no one to choose.

I should accept the devil and let them slip,

I should accept disrespect and again see it clip.

I am always trapped with the soothing pages,

That tracks all the words with the authors as sages.

I pay heed to it and realize,

Loneliness is my only talent to utilize.