Everywhere so quiet and cold,
No sound can be heard from humans,
Only birds were chirping in the air.
So lonely in a quiet room,
I sit to think of life as a race,
Where we have both
fast and slow runners,
either ways we run,
It’s important we fulfill our purpose.
Alone in a quiet room,
In a different world of my own,
Imagining a lot of things,
Engrossed in loliness,
No invasion of privacy,
Lonely in a quiet room.