Noise

Let me leave this annoying crowd to a pleasant loneliness, what a hell! Sweats in the winter, smells, some tolerable but some intolerable, what a noise! And the song played on a shop of music, a beautiful lyric, a beautiful tune, a lovely music, that could have carried my soul on a beach, leaving my body on a dining chair, of a gem packed restaurant, and my soul would have been pleased, to watch and touch the beauty of my choice, without any fears, of being caught red handed. Alas! My coward soul is so annoyed of the noise, sometimes peeps out like a mouse from the hole, sees bulky cats talking loudly, laughing loudly, and eating sharply, being frightened once again it hides his face, but once when a fat cat while eating, laughed wildly on a joke, and faced consequences of the laughter, my soul was relieved a little, smiled and relaxed!