In Solitude…

Days of pleasure and days of pain
and experience I gain,
are treasures I cherish,
to ponder in solitude.

Reasons and explanations,
about life I lead, are mine to explore.
Why should I make it known?
It is for me to ponder over in solitude.

Answers remain hidden,
questions explode.
One corner of my mind remain occupied,
to ponder over in solitude.

Whirlpool of my thoughts suck me in,
pulling me in its vortex,
To debate and ponder in solitude.
I rest there.