I stare out of the window,
What is my life , if not a show?
I glance at the people,
And I glance at the sky ,
As I write down my thoughts in a journal,
And I let out a contented sigh .
I've attained peace ,
After eliminating them from my life ,
Now there's no one but me whom I have to please ,
The wind caresses my face and I feel alive .
I glance at the people,
And I wonder in marvel,
Each being with their own unique entity,
This is a thought that makes me wonder in my serenity.
I pour my little heart out
In my journal,
For once I write without doubt,
As I wonder if solitude is eternal.
As the colors turn darker in the sky ,
I slowly bid my goodbye,
And I end my day with a contented sigh.
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Author:
Akshadha Joshi (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Solemn thoughts in a melancholic poem. Well written and with emotive sense it becomes thought provoking and philosophical. Lovely
I'd like to thank you from the bottom of my heart for all of your kind words 💞
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