Abate stimulus

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.