Untold minds

The Aesthetics of loneliness It is something beyond human grasp To understand the aesthetics of loneliness There should be some quiet moments in life To realize who am I?  I am alone in the crowd. I feel that my world is different from you, Perhaps it is in another pole, having quite heavy tension Having  high threshold of silence. I frightens, when i looks into loneliness from far away,  But when i reached near to it,  I understood that, this is a land of many flowers, Which thrive here in the soil of silence. It is not an absolute silence in my loneliness, There are the waves of conflicts, doubt, anger, desire The mixture of various emotions and realities Which forms the shapeless modernity of loneliness? Let the chaos be there, I shouted That sound echoed in my walls of mind in tranquillity Let I explore myself before you in the way what I  am, I crouched in my loneliness like a snail. Oh, come my read...