a poem by Sidharth Kumar

In this world of many
I ain’t lonely
The power of writing gives me company
Started penning since I was twenty
But writing seeks its perennial friend loneliness
In a state of equanimity and without stress
The two gel together
Wanna bond together
And I living on the premise
That I wasn’t the alone soul in my disguise
The more I think leaves me in delusion
Making mind in a dilemma and confusion