Most people do not like solitude.
They confuse it with loneliness.
They do not understand its utility.
They work hard to find a mate
And will change themselves for it.
I don't want this. I don't need this.
It's not that I'm an antisocial person.
I talk to new people, meet them, and
leave them only when my purpose
Is served, and when they start
Becoming a problem for my solitude.
I have realised the ephemeral nature
Of life and people. That's why I give
Most of my time to myself.
And I love how day by day
I'm getting closer to death and reality,
Breaking illusions, experiencing things
That I would never have experienced if
I had been in stupid company.
Solitude gives you all this.
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Author:
Ishwar Chandra (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
The title of this poem caught my attention. I too enjoy solitude live much of my life by myself. Some might say a hermit, but not really. I love my family and many friends, but keep them at a distance so it’s not to grow tired of them. Solitude is not loneliness, they are very different indeed. Nicely written.
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