Nature snatched my contemplation
Silence the brand of my conversation
Peace is the demand in contemporary
Music the only boon companion
Lyrics the turn of phrase
Melodies that alleviate mercurial temper
Poems set forth to the relishing glory
Solitary makes invigorating myself
Pensiveness drives the whole journey
Articulation is arduous
Kinesics seems a much genial reply,
Of course from a tiny world!
The words of introvert.