Solitude’s poignant alchemy –
Following love and friendship lost
Like autumn leaves to the wind’s whimsy,
But haunting like harsh abstract shadows
Of whispers, echoes, or even ghosts unlaid –
He found a paradoxical companion and friend.
When life’s aspirations crashed
Cherished dreams left shattered
None was near to offer succor and solace…
Solitude became anchor in the dark phase
A fatal attachment, and a shadow by his side
Playing chiaroscuro with his heart’s bleeding pride.
Solitude serves as a siren’s for grace
That soulfully sings to her serene shade
A trustworthy anchor during his endless tether
Sometimes haunting, sometimes gentle whisper
A bittersweet tango, a spectral steadfast mate
A shadow and solace by his side in a twisted fate.
But sometimes it dons a mask
Of loneliness’s dark and eerie disguise –
A cruel puppeteer tugging at his heartstrings
Then an unbearable and echoing pain it causes
Reflecting a soul-crushing strain and weight
As shadows verily inflict in a dark endless night.
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