Harmonious Haven: Embracing Solitude's Sanctuary Amidst Dissonance's Storm

In the realm of dissonance, a quiet respite I seek,
A refuge from the cacophony of discord's peak.
Ebullient chaos, a maelstrom spun from strife,
No more shall it tear the fabric of my life.
To navigate these tempests, a compass I employ,
The arrow of distance, a remedy, a ploy.

A ploy, it may seem, to eschew engagement,
Yet, in truth, a strategy for self-enlightenment.
Through the vast expanse of separation's balm,
I find my center, my solace, my inner calm.
For in the space that lies between, the quiet,
I unearth the treasures of a mind's own riot.

A riot of thoughts, an intricate dance,
In the absence of disarray, I find my stance.
From the battleground of words, I take my leave,
No longer tethered to the urge to grieve.
In the chasm of distance, a sacred haven,
Where the echoes of disrespect lie riven.

Riven by silence, the haze of contention fades,
And in the clearing, a newfound clarity wades.
For when I disengage, I cease to fuel the fire,
Depriving the flames of their desperate desire.
In the vastness of absence, I find my strength,
The power to traverse life's course at any length.

At length, I perceive the path that lies ahead,
A tapestry of choices, a journey to be led.
By removing my presence, I reclaim my might,
A fortress of serenity, a beacon of light.
In the temple of solitude, a sanctuary divine,
I cast off the shackles of discord's confine.

Confined no more, I rise above the fray,
Embracing the freedom of a peaceful way.
The drama of existence, a tempest in a teacup,
No longer shall I drink from its bitter cup.
For distance is my answer, my shield, my art,
A panacea for the wounds of a troubled heart.

In the heart of the storm, a quiet respite I seek,
With distance as my compass, I find the peace I speak.
A riot of thoughts, a dance, a new beginning,
In the chasm of distance, I find my true winning.
At length, I perceive the power that lies within,
Confined no more, a life of harmony I spin.

From the realm of dissonance, I take my leave,
No longer a pawn in the game of strife and grieve.
In the temple of solitude, I forge my own fate,
Distancing from drama, no more shall I wait.
For distance is my answer, my solace, my truth,
A testament to the resilience of a mind uncouth.

I find my solace in the quiet respite,
Away from the chaos, the dissonance's hype.
With my compass of distance, I chart my course,
Navigating the tempest, with inner force.
Embracing solitude, I find my way,
In the realm of dissonance, a new display.

No longer entangled in futile engagement,
I choose self-enlightenment, a mindful arrangement.
In the absence of noise, I seek inner calm,
Releasing the urge to react, to raise the alarm.
For in the space of silence, I hear my voice,
Amidst the turmoil, I make my choice.

I refuse to be swayed by the maelstrom's riot,
No longer a victim of discord's chariot.
I rise above the strife, with grace and poise,
Guided by the wisdom that distance employs.
I reclaim my power, my strength, my might,
As I journey on, through darkness and light.

At length, I realize the path that's ahead,
A road of choices, with no need to tread.
I weave a tapestry of peace and clarity,
Freed from the shackles of dissonance's rarity.
With distance as my ally, my shield, my art,
I find serenity, a balm to my heart.

Confined no more by the drama's allure,
I embrace freedom, a truth so pure.
In the sanctuary of solitude divine,
I unlock the treasures of a mind's design.
No longer waiting for external grace,
I stand in my power, in my own space.

From the realm of dissonance, I take my leave,
With wisdom and discernment, I achieve.
I choose to disengage, to step away,
To find my center, where peace holds sway.
For distance is my answer, my guiding light,
A refuge from chaos, a path so bright.

In the chasm of separation, I find my strength,
In the stillness, I transcend the waves' length.
A quiet respite, a sanctuary of solace,
A haven of tranquility, where discord has no place.
I navigate the tempests with a mindful ploy,
A compass of distance, my beacon of joy.

The riot of thoughts, now a dance of clarity,
As I embrace the power of inner sincerity.
No longer confined by the noise and strife,
I choose a path of harmony, a purposeful life.
With distance as my compass, I find my way,
In the realm of dissonance, where I once did sway.

So I rise above, with wisdom as my guide,
In the quietude, my soul takes pride.
I celebrate the multifaceted nature of being,
In the realm of dissonance, a new way of seeing.
For in the absence of discord's caustic tone,
I find my essence, my truth, my own.

No longer dependent on external grace,
I embrace my humanity, in its rightful place.
With reverence for the power of human mind,
I navigate life's journey, with purpose defined.
In the refuge of solitude, a sanctuary of grace,
I find my center, my solace, my inner space.

So let the dissonance fade, and the chaos abate,
As I stand strong, undeterred by fate.
With distance as my compass, I chart my course,
Guided by the wisdom of my inner force.
In the realm of dissonance, I find my peace,
A quiet respite, where discord does cease.

In the stillness of silence, I hear my truth,
A symphony of serenity, a melody so smooth.
For distance is my ally, my shield, my art,
A remedy for the wounds of a troubled heart.


A mind uncouth, untamed by discord's noise,
Finds solace in the quiet, a tranquil poise.
Through the labyrinth of chaos, a path I trace,
With distance as my guide, a steady pace.
In the symphony of life's dissonant score,
I compose my own melody, seeking more.

More than the cacophony of worldly strife,
I yearn for the harmony that transcends life.
For in the refuge of silence, I discover grace,
A sanctuary for my soul to find its place.
In the serenity of solitude, a treasure trove,
Where wisdom blooms, a garden of self-love.

Self-love, the antidote to dissonance's sting,
A balm for wounds inflicted by discord's fling.
For when I turn inward, with introspective might,
I find the truth that guides me through the night.
In the stillness of my being, I find my center,
A respite from the chaos that once made me splinter.

Splintered no more, I rise with renewed strength,
A beacon of serenity, a force of quiet length.
With distance as my compass, I navigate,
The tumultuous waters of life's uncertain fate.
For in the realm of dissonance, I've learned to see,
That distance is not a weakness, but a strategy.

A strategy for self-preservation, a ploy,
To safeguard my sanity, my inner joy.
To disengage from toxicity and noise,
And seek the calm that distance employs.
In the space between, a sanctuary divine,
Where I find solace, a refuge that's mine.

Mine to explore, to wander and to roam,
In the boundless expanse of distance's home.
A canvas for my thoughts, a fertile ground,
Where inspiration blooms, profound and profound.
For in the chasm of solitude, a world unfolds,
A universe of possibilities, untold.

Untold stories, waiting to be written,
In the silence of distance, where truth is smitten.
With the chaos of dissonance left behind,
I embrace the solitude, a treasure to find.
For distance is not a barrier, but a bridge,
To traverse the complexities, a privilege.

A privilege to uncover the depths within,
To delve into the recesses, where truths begin.
In the sanctuary of solitude, I find my voice,
A melody of authenticity, my own choice.
No longer bound by discord's tangled thread,
I rise above, with distance as my stead.

Steadfast and resolute, I forge ahead,
With clarity and purpose, no longer misread.
For in the realm of dissonance, a quiet respite I sought,
And in the embrace of solitude, I found the thought,
That distance is not a weakness, but a strength,
A guiding light, a refuge, a path of immense length.

Lengthy though it may be, the journey is worthwhile,
To find my center, my truth, my inner smile.
To navigate the chaos with wisdom and grace,
And in the serenity of solitude, find my place.
For in the quiet refuge of distance's embrace,
I discover the power of my own sovereign space.

So, I embrace the distance, the respite I seek,
A sanctuary from dissonance, a haven so meek.
With a heart open to wisdom, a mind keen and bright,
I traverse the tempests, with courage as my light.
For in the realm of dissonance, a quiet respite I find,
A sanctuary within, a treasure for the mind.

No longer swayed by discord's endless sway,
I stand tall in my truth, come what may.
With distance as my compass, a beacon of might,
I navigate the complexities with wisdom's insight.
For in the serenity of solitude, I am renewed,
My spirit uplifted, my soul imbued,
With the tranquility that distance bestows,
A sanctuary where my essence grows.

I revel in the stillness, the silence profound,
Where clarity abounds, and peace is found,
In the midst of chaos, I find my calm,
A respite from the world's incessant alarm.

With distance as my guide, I gain perspective,
A vantage point from which I can introspect,
To reflect on life's nuances and intricacies,
And make choices aligned with my inner certainties.

I cherish the solace that solitude brings,
A space where I can spread my wings,
To soar above the noise, to find my own voice,
In the sanctuary of distance, I rejoice.

For distance is not a void or a divide,
But a tool for self-care, a space to thrive,
To nurture my being, to cultivate my soul,
To find my purpose, to make myself whole.

With distance as my ally, I embrace the unknown,
I journey inward, to places I've never shown,
My deepest desires, my dreams and fears,
In the solitude of distance, they become clear.

I learn to listen to my innermost voice,
To trust my instincts, to make my own choice,
No longer swayed by external noise,
But guided by my inner poise.

So I cherish the gift of distance's embrace,
A sanctuary of stillness, a sacred space,
Where I find solace, clarity, and grace,
As I navigate life's journey, at my own pace.

In the realm of dissonance, I've found my way,
With distance as my compass, come what may,
For in the serenity of solitude, I've come to see,
That within me lies a sanctuary, a place to just be.



























The poem is part of a full version found in the book "Homo Sapiens" Part XVII, written by Mawphniang Napoleon. This book is part of the popular "Homo Sapiens" book series, which can be purchased online at various online bookstores, such as Amazon. The book is available for purchase for those who are interested in reading the complete version of the poem. Remember to get all the books from the "Homo Sapiens" series, as well as other books by the same author.

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Khublei Shihajar Nguh,
Dhanewad
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