My dear loneliness

Within the crowd

a person sometimes feels alone.

The heart wants

someone or something,

but he don't know why?

Fog appeared moonlit night,

red carved sunset

in the western sky,

the falling of dew drops

and roaring of sea shore,

the soothing air

in the chilly weather;

lone soul under the beautiful rain

and at the bank of hilly spring,

gazing towards pebbles rolling,

you feel mind blowing;

but again the question of

lonely soul........

why alone dear

I'm here.

-Hemanta Kumar Pradhan