Its not always the thoughts
that speak loudest at night
my introspection thrives in the dark of night
shadows welcome questions
and the deeper thoughts that flicker
in daylight feel fuller
and easier to grasp once the sun has set
my heart thrives in the act of being alone
quiet gives way to tsunamis of thought
held at bay by outer sound
by the chatter of the rest of the world
and flourishes when solitude is found
my joy springs forth in the grayest
of days and survives under the
intense heat of the sun on the days
most cloudless and refills when things are
most tranquil, most peace filled
Its not always the most
social of days
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Comments (4)
Fill your cup before dealing with people. Awesome!!
Profound Though when you said “It’s not always the thoughts that speak loudest at night,” I just remembered my bouts of insomnia and could only think “Wait, if it’s not spiralling thoughts, what keeps you awake?” After I finished reading, maybe that’s not what you were talking about lol
Lovely & loved it!!!❤️❤️💕
A rather beautiful piece of work...