For long, people have considered and confused solitude with loneliness. If one looks within oneself, one is never truly lonely. For some people, they seek solitude, far from the madding crowd, cherish and nurture it. The poems in this book, Solitary Corner, seek to enter the soul of those who cherish their solitude, and to dispel the confusion of those who think solitude equates loneliness.
Some of the poems, thus, speak of longing and yearning in no uncertain words, for exaggeration and verbosity kill the sought after respite from the mundane. The outflow of emotions, for a common man, is never exaggerated. They struggle for the right words, the right moment and the poems here provide those very words without doing away with metaphors and imagery, yet carefully shedding the verbosity that more often than not, mask the real emotions of the heart.
Yet again, as a woman, some poems cry out with anguish, with pain at the way a fellow woman is looked down upon. There’s no mincing of words, and there’s no reason for it, for what is poetry if not the translation of emotions, to give a free run to the emotional downpour? The anguish is controlled, yet burning through the words.
Some poems speak of abandonment, of revenge, of seething rage, when human emotions are undervalued, trampled upon, or used. All of us have that feeling of injustice happening to us, to people around us, and we can easily identify with the aggrieved ones. These poems express those very emotions and wishes, when we can be nothing but mere silent spectators in a world where daily injustices are the order of the day.
And yet, some speak of the inevitable, death that looms as the end that will come for one and all. But death can be welcome, and to embrace the inevitable, that’s what some poems are all about.
I hope the readers are able to assimilate these powerful yet subtle emotions through the poems contained in the book, the Solitary Corner, and make it a small part of their daily lives.