I wish I was solitude, 
So that I could be a friend to many, 
Both for the rich and poor
Both for the wise and fool
        
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        Oh! the cruelest, longest and hottest season, 
When my Maple and Oak cried, 
I didn't know that you were so near, 
To tear me apart.
        
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        I've a ferryboat and an oar
And I know to row
But,  I can't, 
For I've a ferryboat
        
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        Oh! God, 
It is still raining, 
And I am still praying.
Not for the rain to stop,
        
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        I told them
That it was a sunny night, 
And, they said no.
'How could the night be so sunny? '
        
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        (This is a Sonnet in Iambic Tetra Meter  with aaaabbbb, bbbcca rhyming scheme.)  
The dark-fledged night is here and near, 
And moon-lit night is found no where.
        
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        Let me not love, 
For they say, 
I don't know how to love.
I met love,
        
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        It is morning again, 
But night was a gain! 
For, then I had a hope 
That morning had a scope
        
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        Dead, am I
For, I've lost my senses -
To see, to hear, to taste, to feel, to smell.
If I had not,
        
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        [ This Poem is a satire over our human life and human feelings,  in a fast moving competitive world, becoming more and more mechanical and objective respectively.]
Looking to the coffin, 
'Good Bye! ',  I told her
        
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Presbyter in the Church of South India, Diocese of Madhya Kerala.)
                    Solitude
                    
                    I wish I was solitude, 
So that I could be a friend to many, 
Both for the rich and poor
Both for the wise and fool
Both for the men and women
For all.
I promise you, 
I will be everything to you, 
until
you say 'Good Bye' to me