Empty corners hum in muted tone,
Dusty frames whisper when I’m alone,
No footsteps here, just quiet space,
Time stretches slow in this quiet place.
Faint piano hums through heavy air,
Saxophone sighs like distant care,
No need to speak, no need to run,
Solitude lingers when the day is done.
Solitude, soft and deep,
Lonely hours where silence keeps,
No noise, no rush, just slow retreat,
Quiet shadows curl around my seat.
Books unread, records left on play,
Curtains sway but I choose to stay,
Outside life moves in color and sound,
Inside it’s grey, calm and unbound.
Faint piano hums through heavy air,
Saxophone sighs like distant care,
No need to speak, no need to run,
Solitude lingers when the day is done.
Solitude, soft and deep,
Lonely hours where silence keeps,
No noise, no rush, just slow retreat,
Quiet shadows curl around my seat.
Every hour folds into grey,
Peace in the emptiness, I’ll stay,
No weight, no words to chase,
In solitude, I find my pace.
Solitude, soft and deep,
Lonely hours where silence keeps,
No noise, no rush, just slow retreat,
Quiet shadows curl around my seat.