A singular solitude
Having solo attitude,
Of empirical hermiting
With inherent aptitude,
Seeking thus reclusion
From dubious vicissitude,
Tells of yesterday
Suggesting singles’ play,
And ever wildish sprees
Be much of times way
Indulging sociability,
For life be then a bout
Of post adolescent curiosity,
Advantaging the possibilities,
With vigour and vivacity…
But then one crossed
To adult’s hood,
At odds to reassess
Having understood,
The consequential blast
Of sociable harass,
As tide looks to run out
Of solitude portentous,
That may invite the solitary
To a more discerning class!