Comfort of Solitude

Out in the balcony,

Her heart is in monopoly

And mind has no money.

 …

She lights one up shakily,

Takes a filling drag casually,

Ashes drop on her right knee, a casualty.

Others find her silence uncanny,

Some think, she’s in agony.

But only she knows the normality,

of being a little lonely.

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