A warm breeze.
Chirping birds,
The world is quiet and I am in it.
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No sound of noisy automobiles.
No unwanted fumes with their pollution.
No shouts of children playing, concerned mothers, irritated fathers, irate spouses,
Gives a feeling of no responsibility.
The lake is calm and denotes peace,
The world is quiet and I am in it.
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I could fly like an eagle and leave it all behind.
But can I really do so?
Can problems be forgotten?
Am I not in chains, burdened by responsibilities?
Is the world indeed quiet? And am I in it?
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Solitude beckons,
Like a siren.
Come, fly with me.
To a place of calm,
Where there is no pain or sorrow,
The world is quiet and I am in it.
Your comments are welcome. How does the poem make you feel? What is your interpretation of the poem?
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