Solitude

Exclude my Creators
and their creations.
There remains none, but her.
In her essence now mine is.
The Silence she brings
Is more than a crowd
where the heart is always alone.
Raise no misunderstandings.
But the heart, in her.
He is swell.
She is sincere.
She confronts me with the true
and my quiddity too.

-Manvendra Vidyarthi
(The Stories beneath the eyes)

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