Solace
Rustic smell of leather covers
With sunshine entering the slits
A story that seldom hovers
An old feeling of not calling-it quits.
Because when one commits
to this beautiful wonderland,
Tackling ancient myths
Becoming an enchanting escape.
Sometimes friends, sometimes lovers
No one can tell where it fits,
The escape is not from others
But accepting yourself ; for when one admits.
When zeal submits
Ask for a helping hand
At times, my fun can make me a misfit
Leaving all of them with a gape.
Is it too late to discover?
A world without a permit?
Dealing with no lightening, only thunder.
Trying every possible way to inhibit
Work with optimism and wits.
Let your comfort not be grand
yet strong enough to impact when a mind lits
To see how simple matters can be grave.
Don't be shattered to bits
You're the one that has to take the stand
Heal what has enlightened your spirits.
Or end up being the society's slave.
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Hi guys! Hope you liked the poem.
The prompt was suggested by hevar123456.Thanks a lot for this beautiful idea. It did challenge my thoughts.
It was the first time I tried to in Ballade (different from ballad) so please do tell your opinions.
I really like the word 'Solace'. You're not lonely, just satisfied in your world. One message of the poem is to love doing what you like because the world is cruel enough.
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