1 min read (Power of Poetry)
Solitude, Sweet solitude
In this state, I have developed the fortitude
To dream, create, and inspire
From a flame to a burning desire
Watching the swaying willow tree
Did set my imagination free
Solitude was felt in the depths of the blue
Cruising through the water calm and cool
Where one could only listen to one’s air
And watch life go about without a care
Solitude was felt in my morning jog
It’s the time the mind clears its fog
Ideas, thoughts, and solutions surface
To counter the problems of this rat race
Solitude empowers in its quiet moments
It brings about enlightenment
It sets free the shackles of self-doubt, angst, and fears
Solitude, Sweet Solitude, you put an end to my tears.
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