Taste of Solitude
Nights i spend being an owl
Doors i lock,windows i open
Stars,silence and my soul
Try to mend what is broken
Solitude has its own taste
Removes the burden of what,when,but,if and why
Makes the soul purified and chaste
Peace dominate and worries fly
you are to me as moon to night
Difficult it is to ignore beauty
Even in chilling darkness everything seems bright
Praise and acknowledgement is lovers duty
Stop being wise and try insanity
To be filled with delight you need to be empty
Absorbtion of beauty is all vanity
Calmness you get and love in plenty
17-july-2022
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