Freeing myself from suffering

Twirling in the sky my mind

Reflective of the solitude,

Maybe it’s a quantum of solace

As I glide through a paradigm shift,

Or maybe it is loneliness

As if I am alone with the universe,

A sole survivor of a catastrophe

That visited mankind on earth,

The sweet sound of nothingness

Chimes loud within my ears,

I wonder who will cry for me

Will anybody shed real authentic tears,

Among the ranks of colleagues

That I saw in various metaphors,

Demonstrating as my piers

Yet in the golden moment of silence,

My twirling stops and all is still

As a consequence of meditative triumph,

I have banished all suffering and ills

Within my own consciousness reality,

I have purged all the trivialities

And shelved forever the mundanity,

As I am now free to exist in the present

Without any feelings of guilt,

Within my own galaxy, which I alone built.