Seventh heaven of Solitude,
Fills the heart with pleasurable gratitude.
Loving is thy word in place,
Even if you've not mastered the suffering phase.
Interesting are thy thoughts that amaze,
Even at loneliness, its a heart touching gaze.
Clustering the symbols of pleasure
in positive attitude,
Loving the significance of positive gratitude
Ending the forces of pessimism,
Touching the blisses of optimism.
Wonderful were the moments,
Wonderful were the thoughts,
Exactly proportional to the enhancements.
Self love and self interests foremost indeed,
With a tint of Seclusional greet.
"Self-time" a concept necessary to know,
Thronged with Beautiful hopes and true senses,
such a glad thing to know.
Spend the cadence on your own,
than the cursed dunce waiting for your dawn.
- Author: Symphonically_Amazed ( Offline)
- Published: January 28th, 2023 06:25
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 23
Comments1
Good write SA.
love ya
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