A Sequestered Place Poem by J Sheba Anandhi

A Sequestered Place



They vent, advise, and walk away,
Not ready to listen to a word I say,
There are a few who don't go away,
To them, I have nothing much to say,
Withal I have a sequestered place,
A platform for my independence
Involving no kind of acceptance,
A sole place for perfect solace.

Thursday, January 13, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: advise,word,independence
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