Solitude Is Bliss

Solitude is independence,

Predominantly spent in repentance!

Is it not the moment when one's thoughts are 

 more of one's own,

As there is none to put the bars!

Solitude is bliss!

To soul, a beautiful kiss!

Solitude is valuable,

Not very gritty, but construable!

It may be a sanctuary or a prison,

A haven of repose or a place of punishment,

As we ourselves make it!

Solitude is bliss!

To life, a beautiful kiss!

Solitude is relishing,

Unwittingly not cherished!

Take delight in privacy,

Perceive oneself to greater extent,

Man of no virtue is his own worst enemy!

Solitude is bliss!

To self illumination, a beautiful kiss!

Solitude is creator,

A hidden art to be unfold!

As  it doesn't only consist of dreaming,

Because then comes planning!

Solitude is bliss!

To one's future, a beautiful kiss!

© Priyanka Bajaj

Lost Life

A cool night as any other,

Stars shining over all above!

A crew of 12 left for its job,

Serving 227 passengers!

Some to spend gala time,

While some returning from recreational climb!

Only if they knew their destination was death,

None shall have missed a proper goodbye!

Lost in a world of  ours,

Leaving loads of hearts scarred!

No sign of where they have gone,

No trail for seekers to unveil their hide!

The fate turned mysterious,

 Indeed it is furious!

With no evidence, the world is asked to

Assume they are dead!

"They may be lost, but not dead",

some hearts said!

The pleas and cry spread as epidemic,

But the hopes stayed epic!

Our hearts unite to pray peace to departed souls,

And strength to the loved ones of mass of 239 people on MH370!

"They may be lost, but can't be forgotten",

Our hearts say!

They are at better place now,

"WITH THE ALMIGHTY GOD"!

© Priyanka Bajaj

Deep Dark Forest

Deep Dark Forest,

A flawless kingdom of Night!

Some things unsaid in the silence,

some things unheard

alike woods being sawed!

Bark of the trees forming canopies,

Believed is monsters move between them,

undead atrocities and abominations!

Squealing of the insects,

Rustling of leaves,

Calmness worn by the trees,

And flickering of stars penetrating into the dark woods

stand still!

The deep dark forest

can cheer one's soul or deepen depression!

We are the reflection of our thoughts!

A slightest ray of light can be explored 

in darkest of times,

And then the light will

follow us!

But our confidence on ourselves is must!

© Priyanka Bajaj