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!