Saudade

In his room, he sits alone, 

Contemplating life, unshared, unknown. 

He seeks a bond, but remains alone, 

His heart aches, yet his face remains as stone. 

Women, now fierce, with dreams of their own, 

Sovereign wings they’ve built, are now flown. 

No longer bound to hearth, nor tied to home, 

They walk their path, free to roam. 

Marriage, a compass, once guided men's sails, 

Now but a tale, as the old bond pales. 

In a sea of bravado, he's silently drowning, 

Invisible in his struggle, his heart pounding. 

It's not in solitude that we find our might,

But in the shared joys, and the quiet night. 

A call to the lost, the lonely, the brave, 

To find the soul that equally craves. 

No man an island, nor meant to be, 

In bonds of love, we find the key. 

Let's cast aside the stranger's cold creed, 

And nurture the connections, we all need.