I Sat Alone

In a cocoon of bliss,

I sat all alone.

With a gentle wind in my hair,

I sat alone.

In this place where time stood by,

to have its moment of peace.

Hearing an old rustic piano,

filled with the dust of age and pride,

In a house of memories,

I sat alone.

For all the laughter and cries that were once here,

In this sweet smell of tenderness,

from a dried rose of an old book.

I sat alone.

I thought of the old times when I was here.

All that I loved then, 

and all which is lost now.

Of the bustle then,

and the silence now.

Of life then,

of death now.

I sat alone,

while time looked on.