solitude

Solitude, that was all I knew before
Not today, not yesterday
But since long back.
Childhood, adolescence and in my youth
Every where…….every now and then
I witnessed only you constantly
.all my happiness ….all my belongings…
Everything out of me……
I missed……I lost to you….
Most of the times solacing, then embracing
and at times……… daunting me.
And I reluctantly admit myself that
I am born out of you and existing with you….
And hoping to cease with you