An Ode to Solitude

☼ happy sunday ☼

Loneliness

Or should i claim it 

Solitude?

What some consider their hugest fear

is my cup of coffee 

on a Sunday morning,

You let me blossom

Fertilize my mind and water my soul 

Hair undone, wearing an old t shirt 

A humble woman with curly hair

Who serenades secrets of decades past

Caffeine in my veins, songs in my heart

You console me as i wail

I close my eyes as you approach me with open arms

Embellished in your warmth and understanding

embracing me like no other

I tell you everything with certitude

because i trust you

every Sunday morning

Reviews

[Chris]

I followed the thought-flow... liked what I heard and understood the tones within.

shirt was a given if tee was the t

I felt what you were saying by the how it was being said

sometimes we don't have to use so many words just because we already KNOW they are in there ...don't we?

[The Nude Writer]

Wonderful :) I enjoy solitude as well. It's my cup of coffee, as you say :)

[mikayla baldwin]

thank you so much ♡

[Asante]

Pretty sweet piece here, and definitely one that can be related to behind the metaphors. Good job. :)

[mikayla baldwin]

thank you :-)

[suchitra sarmah]

really gud..i like the poem