I Think About Lyrics

I Think About Lyrics short poem

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I think about lyrics,
as I hear them play
Why are songs made
and what do they say
If songs were birds
they would never fly
songs are on earth
and they dream about the sky
Songs are shelter
When harsh winds blow
Melting storms into words that flow
I drape myself with the soft sound,
to tickle me to shiver
And every morning, I look outside
I believe the rippling water that shimmers…
against fiery mountains,
floating in the sky…
Although, I know it’s a lie… and the song is the liar.

I sit in my room
As the dark night glooms
I think about how everything has changed,
but the song remains

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Nirali Lal, an artist born in Bangalore and now stays in Baroda.
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The effect of music on a life….powerful I say!


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