I miss the sound,
of being alone.
The crisp
rustling of leaves
as they fall from grace.
The rush of water
flowing in the river
down to the falls.
The choir of birds
sitting in a tree
humming melodies
echoing in the air.
The thoughts inside my head
whirling freely alone,
rapid and wild
without the voices
telling it where to go.
I miss the sound
of being
alone.
© VishalDutia
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We all want to be alone at times. And this poem makes me yearn for it all the same!❤❤
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Hmm
This was so good. Sometimes we all miss that sound
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Absolutely beautiful. 🙂
Thank you
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet and commented:
See if you miss the sound of “Being Alone”
Your post was really great! Loved your description of “the sound of being alone” but this is not really having to endure silence alone. Give us an example of the emotions of that?
Chuck
Go through my sequence of poetries recently added u will get ur answer sir
Thank you ..