#NaPoWriMo 2021#RonovanWrites Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No.52:(NOISE) in the B rhyme line

My mind becomes fully vacuous,

Shutting out clamorous noises,

Trying best to silence voices,

That make remarks innocuous,

That are scornful and fatuous,

Coccooned in a hoary bubble,

Floating freely through life’s rubble,

Living in a blissful repose,

With no false charades to propose,

Keeping at bay all life’s trouble.



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