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13th June,
           
                   ' This is the secret to make your life less bitter-

                    Its solitude.'

Discerning that ghastly whisper had me dizzy.

The storm had now ebbed to nothingness,

The silence was as pure as wintry blanket outside.

Silence gnawed at my insides,

Tearing and ripping me slowly and steadily.

Darkness crept through my skin,

And thats what I became.

Stars were now not needed.

Blackness had now become my canvass of dreams.

It was then ,a falling star

Tore through my eyes , rendering me blind.

Like a violence in the pouring storm.

Like liquor, for the first time I felt robust and real.

It was cold before,

But now i felt fever wrapping me from inside.

Eyes felt numb, cut from darkness.

Tried opening my eyes, and I saw

Hues of mauve, colours of existence.

Smelt like fresh cut grass, soothing.

Gentle smile graced my lips.

Pleasant wind was like the music of life

I could feel my heartbeat, loud and lively.

But there was an another too,

Cryptic yet captivating.

I tried looking for it but found nothing .

So I took the stars from my eyes

Made a map to find my way to it.

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I feel the need to explain my thoughts that led me to write this poem.....
For me solitude is basically a serene portal which is a perfect dream, a perfect way to hide and a perfect way to decorate your inner mind. This world which is filled with just darkness , there solitude is the light 'colour of existence '.  It makes you blind, you start being delusional. It opens a Wonderland and helps you feel alive in the best way. Its basically making peace with your inner darkness( fear) and make it colourful( accepting your fear) ...'hues of mauve'.
            But guess  what, you are not the only one seeking closure in this wonderland. There are others too......

I dont think my poems are good enough . I cant even rhyme. I guess im gonna delete the book . Cause im not getting enough views and votes.  I feel im not giving my best. I am truly sorry if you find my poems trash cause i feel my poems are useless.... sorry for the rant