I Spend Time in Loneliness

I spend time in loneliness,

And I look at the ceiling;

I stare at the wall,

And I introspect my feeling.

At times I find myself strange,

And I try to conceal my thoughts;

I at times feel suffocated;

Tangled up in the knots.

Counterfeit philosophies,

And the weird ways of life;

Unrhythmic beating of the drums,

And unpleasant pitch of the fife.

Gives us all a terrific time,

And turns the sage into a human malign.

                       --------Krishna Acharya