ALONE

In the middle of this new found solitude, a tale I will weave,
Of a young man who found solace and reprieve.
Betrayals and heartbreak had scarred his soul,
So he sought refuge in a place he could control.

Alone he stood, with walls built high,
Shielding himself from deceitful eyes.
In his own company, he found his peace,
A sanctuary where his anguish would cease.

No more would he suffer the pain of betrayal,
No more would he yield to a heart’s travail.
In his solitude, he discovered strength anew,
A resilience that grew with each passing day too.

The world may whisper its tales of woe,
But he found refuge where hurt could not go.
For in his fortress of aloneness, he found,
A sanctuary where his spirit could rebound.

No evil could penetrate his guarded space,
No hurtful words could touch his inner grace.
He embraced his solitude with open arms,
Free from the chains of past’s lingering harms.

Alone, he bloomed like a solitary flower,
Unburdened by the weight of others’ power.
His heart mended in the stillness of his retreat,
And he found contentment in his own heartbeat.

Thought the world spin with its trials and strife,
He had found the peace of a solitary life.
In his chosen solitude, he had found his way,
A sanctuary where his spirit would forever stay.

© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi