Late night, oh late night,
When the world is asleep and out of sight,
I find myself lost in thought,
In the silence where my mind is taught.
The moon shines bright up above,
As I ponder life, love, and all thereof,
The stars twinkle like fairy lights,
Guiding me through the darkest nights.
My heart beats slow, my breath is calm,
As I let go of all that’s wrong,
And embrace the peace that surrounds,
In this moment, where tranquility abounds.
Late night, oh late night,
You are my solace, my guiding light,
In your stillness, I find my way,
Through the chaos of each passing day.
Late night, oh late night,
Behind the door she cautiously skulks,
A soft and gentle knock,
Unsure of where this danger lurks,
The terror is not stopped.
From the shadows she nervously peers,
Always cautious, always scared,
In the dark she’s mostly safe here,
From alarming pain and danger spared.
When the darkness starts to close in
She flees in terror in the night,
Unsure of where she’ll wind up then
But thankful for her flight.
Hidden from sight amongst the trees,
She finds a rare moment of stillness,
Silence, peace and safety receives,
Safely protected from any illis.
Letters once scribed
By your hand, they won’t fade,
But my tears obscure the page.
In my sorrow and solitude,
As the day draws to a close,
Your vision haunts my mind.
I see your eyes, like pools of starlight,
Your smile, a radiant bloom.
Your touch, a gentle symphony,
Your voice, a soothing balm.
Oh, how I long to feel your embrace,
To hear your laughter in the air.
But for now, I cherish these inked memories,
A testament to our love, so rare.
In my cozy corner, I find solace,
The window open, revealing a tranquil scene.
The sound of slumber echoes softly,
My light illuminating the dusk with gentle sheen.
Yet, my mind wanders, yearning for you,
My heart aches, longing for your embrace.
Do you too have a haven, a sanctuary,
A place where you find solace and grace?
Is it a person, a kindred spirit,
A source of warmth and kindred light?
Or is it a place, a cherished refuge,
Where you find solace, day and night?
Wherever your corner may be,
I hope it brings you solace and peace.
And may we one day find each other’s corners,
Where our love will forever increase.
Wandering cloud drifts in the sky,
Alone and free, with no one to rely,
Solitude is its only friend,
As it travels from end to end.
No worries, no fears, it wanders on,
In search of peace, until the dawn,
The world below, it watches with care,
And wonders if anyone is there.
But the cloud knows its true fate,
To wander alone, in a peaceful state,
Until the day it disappears from sight,
And becomes one with the starry night.
The day of rest, a time to reflect,
A peaceful moment, with no regret,
Lost in thought, I find myself,
As I ponder life, my mind takes a delve,
Sunday musings, a chance to renew,
A time to let my imagination accrue.
Silent Sunday morning, tranquil and still
A day of rest, with peace to fill
No crowds, no noise, just solitude
A moment of calm, to reset the mood
Reflect and relax, let the worries fade
Sunday solitude, a blissful escapade
Lost in the labyrinth of life,
Lamenting my lost self in strife,
Looking for a light to lead me through,
Longing for a path that feels true.
Soul-searching in solitude,
Seeking answers with fortitude,
Shedding layers of pretense and guise,
Shimmering bits of my true self arise.
Shining through the cracks and seams,
Showing me what my heart truly deems,
Slowly but surely finding my way,
Savoring every moment of each new day.
Self-discovery is an ongoing quest,
Sometimes arduous but worth the test,
Strengthening my identity and core,
Setting me free to explore more.
Introspection is my trusted guide,
Inviting me to look deep inside,
Inquiring about what makes me whole,
Inspiring me to reach my goal.
Journeying on this winding road,
Juggling doubts and fears that have slowed,
Joining hands with my newfound self,
Just being present and true to myself.
Beneath a moon that bares its mournful spleen,
The world is cloaked in melancholy sheen,
The midnight shadows, long and lean,
A sorrowful scene, a haunting dream.
The moon’s melancholic mood, so serene,
Casting its light upon the world unseen,
A solitude that fills the heart with keen,
A sorrowful song, an eerie and keen.
The night is still, yet the moon does scream,
Its mournful spleen, a sorrowful theme,
A melancholic mood, a haunting scheme,
A world of shadows, a sorrowful dream.
And in this moonlit world of sorrow and woe,
A beauty lingers, a haunting glow,
A melancholic mood, a sorrowful show,
A moon that shines, a sorrowful beau.
I’m lonely but ok,
In my solitude, I find my way,
Peace and quiet, my constant friend,
A sanctuary that helps me mend.
No need for noise or constant chatter,
In my own company, nothing else matters,
I can think, create, and dream,
Without any interruption or scheme.
Sometimes the world can be too much,
And all we need is a gentle touch,
Of solitude and serenity,
To find our inner identity.
The thing about silence is that it lines
The fences of solitude, where one often pines
For a connection, a voice, a comforting sound
But in the stillness, only echoes rebound.
The solitude fence can be hard to climb
But with introspection, one can find the time
To appreciate the peace that comes with being alone
And to make the solitude fence one’s own.
The mind becomes clear, the heart settles down
And in the tranquil silence, one can be found.
In A Dimmed Room
In a dimmed room, I sit alone, lost in thought,
The ambiance soothes me, as I let my mind be caught.
The shadows dance around me, in a graceful embrace,
As the candle flickers, casting a warm and gentle face.
I contemplate life and love, and all that lies between,
As I embrace the solitude, and the peace that it brings.
In this dimmed room, I find the clarity that I seek,
And I feel my soul recharging, as I let my mind speak.
The world outside fades away, as I sink into myself,
In this moment of introspection, I find the wealth.
So I sit here in the dimness, content and at peace,
As the flickering flame illuminates, my mind finds release.
Ostracized from reality, a lonely place to be
A world of solitude, where only one can see
A mind that wanders, a heart that yearns
For a connection, for someone to learn
The world outside, seems so far away
A distant memory, a forgotten day
Lost in thoughts, lost in dreams
A place where nothing is what it seems
Ostracized from reality, a path less traveled
A journey of the mind, where thoughts unravel
A place of wonder, a place of fear
A place where only the brave can steer
Loneliness, longing, solitude
The coldness seeps into my bones
As I crave affection’s glow
A heart in hibernation, awaiting spring
When joyful company shall return
And banish the winter of absence
Restoring the warmth that I lack.
In solitude, I hear the echoes of love,
Whispers of affection from the heavens above,
A love that’s pure and true, unbound by space,
Filling every corner of this sacred place.
The echoes reverberate within my soul,
Making me feel complete and whole,
Love’s echoes in solitude, my constant companion.
The Oasis of Solitude
The oasis of solitude, a place of peace,
A chance to breathe, a chance to release.
A world of stillness, a moment of grace,
A space to find, a new pace.
In the oasis of solitude, we find our voice,
A chance to listen, to make a choice.
A chance to hear, the whispers of the soul,
A chance to connect, to make ourselves whole.
For in the oasis of solitude, we find a light,
A chance to see, in a new sight.
A chance to find, the beauty within,
A chance to begin, a new skin.
So let us embrace the oasis of solitude,
And trust the journey that’s ahead.
For in the stillness, there’s a chance to conclude,
And a life that’s truly led.
In the quiet of the night,
Alone I sit, without a light.
Surrounded by the emptiness,
Of a life without tenderness.
The darkness engulfs my soul,
As I try to fill this gaping hole.
The silence screams so loud,
As I cry into the shroud.
I long for company and cheer,
But my solitude is all I hear.
The sorrow seeps into my heart,
As I struggle to play my part.
Oh, the pain of loneliness,
A constant struggle, without a caress.
The weight of this heavy load,
Makes it hard to hit the road.
But in this sorrowful solitude,
I find a strength, a fortitude.
To face the world, without a fear,
And rise above this lonely tear.
In the shadows I find solace,
In the darkness I find peace,
For in the light I’m reminded,
Of the pain that will not cease.
The world around me fades to grey,
And I am lost in thought and mind,
The weight of sadness drags me down,
And leaves my heart and soul entwined.
The solitude of darkness calms,
The chaos of my troubled soul,
And in the silence I find rest,
A balm that makes me feel whole.
But still I know that in the light,
The shadows will not disappear,
And so I walk a careful line,
Between the darkness and my fear.
For though the shadows bring me peace,
The solitude can be too much,
And so I seek the light of day,
A hand to reach out and to touch.
The darkness is a part of me,
But it need not be all I see,
For in the light I find the hope,
That brings me back to being free.
The Clouds of Solitude
Up in the sky, the clouds float by,
A dance of solitude, in the vast blue sky.
With every move, a story unfolds,
And every shape, a tale untold.
The clouds of solitude, they drift so far,
A journey of silence, in the midst of the stars.
With every breeze, they change their form,
A canvas of wonder, in the midst of the storm.
The clouds of solitude, they speak so loud,
A language of dreams, in the midst of the crowd.
With every hue, they paint the sky,
A masterpiece of beauty, that never will die.
For the clouds of solitude, they hold a truth,
A reminder of the peace, that’s within our youth.
With every moment, they teach us to breathe,
A lesson of stillness, that we should never leave.
So let us cherish the clouds of solitude,
And the moments of peace, that they imbue.
For in the end, it’s the moments of calm,
That keep us grounded, and keep us from harm.
In solitude, love casts its shadow,
A gentle presence, a soothing glow,
It follows me wherever I go,
A constant reminder, a sweet hello.
Love’s shadow in solitude, a faithful guide,
Leading me through the ups and downs of life,
A comfort in times of strife.
Watching the Night
Watching the night,
Silent and still,
As the stars twinkle bright,
And the world sleeps until
Loneliness creeps in,
As solitude takes hold,
And the mind begins
To reflect and unfold
The secrets kept within,
The dreams and the fears,
Washed away by the din
Of the night’s gentle tears
Watching the night,
Beneath the moon’s soft glow,
The soul takes flight
As the heart begins to know
The beauty of the darkness,
And the power of the light,
As the mind finds its harness
In the stillness of the night.
In the quiet of solitude,
Naked and alone, with none to intrude,
The body becomes a canvas, a work of art,
As fingers explore, igniting a spark.
Desire builds, a passionate flame,
Naked and alone, in erotic game.
In solitude, I often yearn,
For love that’s real, that I can discern,
A love that fills the void within,
And makes me feel alive again.
The longing for love can be bittersweet,
As I search for someone to meet,
But in the meantime, I find solace in me.
In solitude, a love affair
Unseen by others, it lingers there
A heart that beats for only one
Whose love, in secret, is never done
Amidst the stillness, a gentle breeze
Whispers of love, with such ease
A solitary love, pure and true
For the one who owns the heart, anew.
Loneliness is not always bleak,
It’s a friend who comes to speak,
Of quiet moments and introspection,
Of deeper truths and self-connection.
In solitude, we find our strength,
And learn to go to any length,
To embrace the beauty of being alone.
In solitude, I found love divine,
A love that transcends both space and time,
It fills my heart with warmth and light,
And guides me through the darkest night.
With love in solitude, I’m never alone,
For in my heart, love has found a home,
And with each passing day, it only grows.
Love can be solitary, yet so sweet
A tender moment, in which two hearts meet
The world fades away, as love takes hold
A moment of peace, where all is told
The stillness, a respite from life’s bustle
A moment to cherish, without any hassle
For in the sweet solitude of love, one finds
A love that’s true, and forever binds.
In solitude, the thinker speaks,
A soliloquy, that echoes for weeks,
A conversation, with the self,
A journey, to find mental health,
A reflection, of life’s great quest,
A deep dive, into our own behest.
Alone I wander, a soul apart,
A stranger to acceptance and a broken heart,
I am the outcast, the one cast away,
A solitary figure in a world of dismay.
My voice echoes in an empty space,
A soliloquy of my own disgrace,
But in my solitude, I find my voice,
And I embrace my differences, I rejoice.
I Would Like to Be a Peace Loving Monk
With a heart full of love and a mind at rest,
A peaceful monk lives a life that’s blessed,
Free from worldly worries and strife,
He lives a simple and mindful life.
In solitude, he finds his inner peace,
And his compassion for all beings will never cease,
Oh, to be a monk, so pure and serene,
A life full of love, how beautiful it seems.
I Would Like to Be a Peace Loving Monk
In my silent solitude,
I hear the whispers of my soul,
A peaceful, stillness,
That makes me feel whole.
The world fades away,
As I find my inner peace.
Lost in thought, I wander on,
Through the valleys of my mind,
A labyrinth of memories,
And dreams of every kind.
The world around me fades away,
As I delve into my soul,
A place of endless wonder,
Where my thoughts can take control.
I ponder on the mysteries,
Of life and love and pain,
And search for hidden meanings,
In the messages they contain.
I lose myself in contemplation,
And forget about the time,
For in this state of mind I find,
A sense of peace sublime.
So let me stay here for a while,
Lost in thought and deep reflection,
For in this place of solitude,
I find my own perfection.
In the stillness of the night,
When the world is calm and quiet,
There’s a sound that fills the air,
A melody that’s always there.
It’s the sound of solitude,
A gentle hum that’s understood,
A symphony of peace and calm,
A soothing balm that heals all harm.
It whispers secrets in your ear,
And wipes away all doubt and fear,
It tells you that you’re not alone,
And makes your heart feel like a home.
The sound of solitude is pure,
It’s a gift that’s always sure,
To bring you comfort and solace,
And help you find your inner balance.
So when you’re lost and feeling blue,
And don’t know what to say or do,
Just listen to the sound of solitude,
And let it guide you through.
In the quiet of the night,
When the world is out of sight,
I hear a sound that’s pure and true,
A melody that’s meant for few.
It’s the sound of solitude,
A peaceful hum that’s never rude,
A song that speaks of inner peace,
And brings my restless soul release.
It whispers secrets in my ear,
And tells me things I need to hear,
Of love and hope and gentle grace,
And how to find my rightful place.
The sound of solitude is sweet,
A balm for when my heart’s offbeat,
It brings me to a higher plane,
And helps me find my peace again.
So when the world is loud and wild,
And my heart is like a frightened child,
I close my eyes and listen close,
And let the sound of solitude guide me most.
Midnight thoughts, a mind awake,
A time of solitude, a soul to take,
With stars above and silence all around,
A space where dreams and thoughts are found.
It’s a time to ponder, to reflect,
On life’s moments, both good and bad,
To delve into memories, happy or sad,
And let the mind explore and inspect.
Midnight thoughts, a world of their own,
A place where creativity is sown,
With the moon as a guide, the mind can roam,
And let inspiration become its home.
It’s a time for ideas to come alive,
To let the imagination thrive,
To put thoughts into words, and dreams into flight,
And let the world bask in their light.
So let midnight thoughts be your guide,
To a world where the mind can’t hide,
For in its silence, you’ll find a voice,
That will forever make your heart rejoice.
Lucas had always been a city boy. He loved the energy and excitement of the urban environment, the noise and bustle of the streets. But when his job required him to spend a month in a remote cabin in the woods, he was unsure of what to expect.
At first, Lucas found the isolation and quiet to be unsettling. He missed the convenience of the city, the constant stimulation that he had grown accustomed to. But as he spent more time in nature, something began to change.
Lucas started to notice the small details of the natural world around him – the intricate patterns of leaves on the trees, the way the light danced through the branches, the sound of a distant stream. He began to see the beauty in the simplicity of life in the wilderness.
As the days passed, Lucas felt more and more at home in the woods. He went on long hikes, exploring the rugged terrain, and found that he felt more alive than he ever had before. He felt a sense of calm and peace that he had never experienced in the city.
When Lucas returned to the city, he was a changed man. He had discovered a new appreciation for the beauty of nature, and realized that there was more to life than the hustle and bustle of the city streets.
In fields of gold, the sun sinks low,
And shadows lengthen as the day grows old.
The world is hushed, the winds are slow,
And all around is peaceful, calm, and cold.
The stars above begin to gleam,
Their gentle light a balm to troubled souls.
In dreams we wander, lost in thought and scheme,
As nature’s symphony around us rolls.
We hear the whispers of the night,
As crickets chirp and owls take flight,
And in this stillness, all seems right.
For in the darkness, we can find
A respite from the cares of day,
And in the quiet of our mind,
We’re free to dream and dance and play.
So let the night be your companion,
And let your thoughts be wild and free.
Embrace the wonder of creation,
And find the peace that’s meant to be.
The stars serenade in the still of night,
Singing a symphony of celestial delight.
A solace of solitude, a song of peace,
The stars serenade, and all troubles cease.
Serenade of stars, a sight so sublime,
Shimmering and shining in the velvety nighttime.
A solace of solitude, a soothing song,
The stars serenade, and all cares are gone.
The rain patters on the roof,
A gentle tapping, soft and slow,
It soothes the soul, a healing proof,
And washes away the cares we know.
The streets are empty, a ghost town,
The air is cool, the sky is gray,
A perfect day to simply drown,
In thoughts and dreams that drift away.
So let us curl up with a book,
And listen to the rain’s sweet sound,
For it brings a comfort, a gentle nook,
A peaceful escape from all around.
In solitude, I find my peace,
A solace, a release, a sweet release.
A chance to be with my thoughts alone,
To reflect, to ponder, and to roam.
The world slows down, and I can see,
The beauty that surrounds me, free.
The rustle of leaves, the chirp of birds,
Nature’s symphony, with no more words.
In solitude, I find my voice,
A chance to make the right choice.
To follow my heart, to be true,
To find my purpose, and to pursue.
So let’s cherish the beauty of solitude,
A chance to find ourselves anew.
For in its stillness, we’ll find our way,
And embrace life, in a brand new day.