As electricity went off,
screeches of owl came across,
only reminder of loneliness,
in this faraway place with five more houses.
Putting on generator, absconded from natural world,
I feel how much indifferent to myself,
Should something happen,
upwind in my life, I squander hints,
no alumni, no history could restore.
Words Used: Owl, Generator, Abscond, Upwind, Squander.
This post is part of Day 20 challenge set of Napowrimo Contest.