He feared loneliness, yet loved solitude's peace, Creating art and writing stories, his release. He sought companionship, a constant need, But surrounded by people, he felt lonelier indeed.

One day he realized, in his moments of calm, His creativity bloomed like a rare flower's charm. He embraced his solitude and cherished the time, His ideas and thoughts flowing like sweet wine.

No longer afraid, he found joy in his own space, And embraced the beauty of his own company's grace. Surrounded by people, he still felt quite alone, But in his solitude, his true self shone.