Beats Of Solitude
Where life evolves
Decorum in the world of the living
Beneath the cloud
And underneath the moonlit spring
Gazing upright to the stars in light
The fragrance in the arena bloom
A benign — Beats of Solitude.
A moot holds in relation to Solitude
It's not loneliness but a musical beat in tune
Solitude is the parlance of self-belief
A musical humming to an individuals speech
Defunct of loneliness
Solitude is a caress affection of self.
Amnesty in the world of dark
Guide in the light of the unfounded path
To the beats of solitude
Strings from the heart within
Ensembles an optimistic meaning
And the arrays rainbows like a florid spark.
The anachronism of it sounds loud
For the worldly collisions feels like a deep cry
To the homily, the beats sing
Solitude harmonizes flapping instincts.
Like the serene sky
And resembling the tranquillity of the ocean
To the music conveyed by the leaves
In and around the world filled with rumbling beats
Solitude enunciate treats of relinquish.
The turbulence of the cosmos chaotic waves
Sometimes that makes life feel raucous
For clutters are the worldly tale that’s universal
To the convulsions, it strikes at the individual's heart
The calming beats of life shine out
With Solitude rising to the surge
And that acts like an efface to a boisterous cluster of sounds.
Unprecedented is the forms of Solitude
Exhilarated is its humane bond
In the search for enamoured reflection within
Beats of Solitude sparks out
Like the lucid affection of the strings.
