The beautiful melody of silence
Keeps me occupied
When alone
Enjoying solitude!
The melodious silence
Speaks volumes
Of meaningful and meaningless ideas
Passes mind every moment.
Nostalgia, the best mate,
Never leaves like a shadow
Hovers around to make sure
I am living, in the past and present!
The de-peopled space,
My own place,
Molds me and shapes me
Thus, rejuvenates me.
My time, surprisingly refreshes
My space and myself,
Of course, never immediately
But surely!
Hence, the beautiful melody of silence
Provides time to explore myself
Within those layered rooms,
Kept dark and many doomed
To bring forth myself
In the solitude!
