The Dance of Solitude


The solitude and its silence
Stands there, the grand empires
Built from dreams of the past
The old chaos of times
From distant corners,
Come they to examine
To see, how this life, spent
Through opium years to its magic
Hear they not, the deafening soul

The rapturous routines
The old peaceful moments
Built for the dreams of future
From distant corners
Come they to examine
Their own past and the colours
Through the years of violence
Hear they not, the drowning heart

The perpetual existence
In time and its space
In this grand scheme of life
From distant corners,
Travel they far, to examine
Themselves and the light
Through years of creation
To the end of time, hear they not
The Dance of Solitude!

Kashkin

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7 thoughts on “The Dance of Solitude

  1. Thanks for all your comments. I shall reply to ” Alhamdolillah” question ” who they were” in more detail.

  2. Thanks Brian and Nanno. I have checked your blogs as well. Brilliant stuff and exquisite poetry all around.

    Keep up the good work.

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