Sometimes I feel better to be alone.
Away from all distractions,
dwelling in a world of my own.

No anxiety, No tension.
I enjoy being in my company,
Chained by none, my dream prison.

Sometimes I am silent,
Meditating on my thoughts,
Smile upon joys, upon sorrows I lament.

At times, my loneliness creates fuss.
To and fro, deals with undealt emotions,
My mind becomes restless.

Still, staying solitary seems snug.
My way of escape from the harsh world.
Remedy that aids me fight, my drug.
© ShriMukh