All alone

Pale skin, twitched by mood swings

Solitary footprints under the gleaming stars

 Daydreaming in bewilderment is far better

than violence

Standing beside the window like a lone soul

Sometimes feels like breaking the rules and

flying high like a prisoner on parole

Birds, moon and starlight are the companions

 Mornings are inclusive when sun shines

of every night

through snow

Every road taken is a ceaseless journey

Walking past the conifers and pleasantly

avoiding the slander spree The taps of dance and bottle of wine

Gig of love is not a delight for a forlorn mind

 Growth is placid and expedition is gratifying 

Bewailing is futile when everything is satisfying

Arduous the blues becomes sometimes,

 it is difficult to ramble 

Away from the hustle of world, looks like fantasy

Alone is not mundane, rather the whole

thoughts of cosmic galaxy