....In a room...

Empty stares. 

The hush sound of the wind gushing by through the window seems audible. It is like an encryptic language needs to be decoded with deep thoughts and focus.

 The curtain which seems to dance in the rhythm of the wind blows, swiftly glazes, in harmony with the nature. It must have been in communication with the wind as it ushers its waves of grace in subtle movement of pattern.

The cricket sound, symphonizes the entire room  from outside. 

The stillness of my room amplifies the slight movements and sounds from the outside realm of my world.

The littlest creature that crawl and flew seemed noticeable.

The world stops at nothing, and there sets placid vibes.

Though at times a flood of wrecking feelings rocks your serenity,

it gushes sudden rush of stressing emotions which would engulf you, and your entirety, that humming stillness would then put a gravity of loneliness.

Tears would lushly flow form your eyes, bitter emotions are bursted out, its as if cleansing your inner being, letting it flow. 

That's what happens if you sit IN A ROOM alone.