Alone and silent

Solitary is said to be cold and scary,
Everyone nods to the statement.
The sea of men believed it.
The old myth was confirmed.
The same belief lasted for centuries.
Only to drain power of your being and
Blow the flame that once burn inside you.
                      
But you're born alone, so you'll go.
Mastering what you are was your trump.
But the preliminary taught lied to you.
The story you had was highly edited.
The norms you absorbed were fake.
The gray hair was harsh to ask but
It wasn't not the end of your flow.

Remember your intimacy is privatised.
Your feelings are your own treasures.
The float you practice has its own way.
The tears and laughter are your memories.
Prevails and defeats are your heartfelt,
Rising and fall are marks of your own fate.

But you're told that you aren't enough.
Like oral injection they said you're incomplete.
Your destination was attached to someone.
Your aims were centered to the stranger.
But that was the one sided piece of reality.
May these rhymes awaken the new self in you.

Silence is not scary, lonely is not cold.
Even though you're made to believe it.
Because silence is like a silver hearing,
From which we hear to ourselves.
Lonely is like a bronze paved way,
That leads to mediation of morals.

Alone you're safe, though you didn't know.
None can stab you while leaning to nobody.
Silence is safe, but none told you this before.
In there you hear whispers from verses of truth.
While alone, you interact with Great Spirit.
Bearer of old lights, can't burn you are in Vision.

While you speak they listen to mark you down.
When you interact repeatedly, they reject you.
Unless your communion is safer that lone,
It is unjust to immerse into someone.
Until exposure is for good will,
In shades of winged saviour are your escape.

Rely on none but your soul maker.
Believe none of mischievous dynasty.
Their scrolls have writings with empty truth.
Their teachings are from tricky masters.
Their single move can cost you all,
Gaze vigilantly and utter no word.
Meditate deeply in lone hour because
Solitary is not cold and and privacy is gold.