Lost on an empty island 

She cried hopelessly 

Took hold of every straw 

Thinking it would save her 

Untill she realized even the logs won't 

She woke up distressed and broken 

 Not knowing what's going to happen 

Future looked bleak and black 

But she was hopeful, yes she was 

 

There were many who visited the island 

Some even enjoyed her company a little 

Living alone made her coy and introvert 

But going back to people's land was always her dream 

There could be monsters or demons in human clothing 

Not knowing the facts she kept these visitors trusting 

They told her to stay where she's living 

It's beautiful here and much peaceful 

Loneliness was killing her but she tried escaping 

Alas! There wasn't much on the other side for her 

So she succumbed to her God gifted fate 

 

Lonely planet was her new home 

Few visitors always 

They admired her and the place 

Suggested her how she could renovate 

But none was of the opinion to take her away 

Finally she accepted her divine fate 

Made strategies to live by her ownself 

Others opinion was not valued anymore 

Cos every log and straw was used by her 

To create her impenetrable luxurious fort 

She saw the visitors from the tower window 

Visitors came to the island

And were shocked to see the fort 

Some admired but many disliked 

Opinions showered upon her 

But it wasn't what she anyway liked nor disliked

 

Years of loneliness gave her, self companionship 

She was now her only best friend 

Enjoying the nature she so loved well 

The sun, moon, stars and the air 

Birds became her best friends 

She could converse with everything 

Not lonely or alone anymore 

She decorated her fort into a beautiful home 

No more of the other side of the world 

She requires to see or go to 

Happy on her quiet lonely Island 

She has many endeavours and chores 

Plenty of time to spend on herself 

Developing her ownself and her lonely planet 

She finally made it to herself and her own home 

This is where she belonged and she should be 

And now there're no more plans to find another place 

She welcomes visitors and entertains their views 

But little they know, their baseless sympathies are stored 

In a book of words she keeps their words as chapters 

Trying to find meaning in words that has no efforts  

Words are easy so people give them easily

Help and constructive support requires time, effort and money 

It's precious, so the visitors never give her 

She saves their words, hoping someday she can give back 

These words of sympathy to the Lonely visitors 😂😂😂