Occasionally I am all alone

And I kind of prefer it that way

I don’t have to pretend to be nice

I can be as nasty as I may.

When I desire some company, 

I hold conversations with myself

There’s no awkwardness or irony

I direct my private symphony.

People judge others continuously 

Senselessly, unreasonably 

And if I want to be derided

I am adequate, surprisingly.

No one can bring me down like I do

I am my worst enemy, brutal

I ridicule and reprimand too

My tongue, a weapon pretty lethal.

I witnessed countless golden sunsets

Through my tormented and anguished eyes

Went up in flames in silver moonlights

Ostracised people and cut off ties.

Those who really mattered stayed with me

Overlooking my inherent flaws

Trust is unconditional as can be

In love, regret and blame are outlaws.

by – Sulekha Rawat