#English #Sonnets #poetry
Jingles on the radio selling things
You neither want or need, constant chatter.
This world hums, drills, bangs, clangs, with bells that ring.
People are speakng words that don't matter.
We seem to accept this noise as normal
Yet we all seek 'me' time, just on our own.
Silence between the gaps , nothing formal.
We seek the peace of being quite alone.
Yet man needs others to enrich his life.
We all need our tribe to which we belong,
Sharing with others helps us cope with strife,
We learn to live the laws of right and wrong.
We need the balance between noise and peace
For mental stability to increase.
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