Solace1 min 144 1 min 144
The fresh morning breeze,
With the captivating fog hanging around...
Distant chirps, and a steaming cup of coffee
And to enjoy this phenomenon, it's just 'me'
A walk down the busy lane,
Watching the raindrops race on the windowpane
Seeing the majestically lit city view at the night
Every moment spent in solace seems bright...
The old known wooden bench,
Magnificent trees, full in bloom...
I like being myself, with a book
Reading it beside the lamp in my room.
I feel the waves, washing my soul.
And, the feet on a touch of water
turn into beautiful butterflies...
And in solace, my heart gleefully flies...