Saturday, August 24, 2013

Solitude

Paradise is mine
as I walk down the lane
in my mind's company.

Birds sing to me
in sweet words I don't understand.
I need no-one else.

Do not pity me
for I am happy by myself.
I need no saving.

Nothing else compares
to the worlds dreamed up
within my stormy brain.

But you will never know.

Because no-one listens to the sound
of bare feet dancing
alone on the sands of time.

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