Music is a friend. Crazy and wild at times. I know I am alive when my feet tap and almost sing out loud. can you imagine feet singing? They surely would do a better job than my tongue, which would howl! mournfully and sad. No tapping, just slow marching towards the cliff edge. Crazy as it seems, I welcome the long dive into the abyss. singing all the way. I will not be missed.
I love writing and reading poems, not so much the classics these days but knew fresh stuff I find that exciting. New styles and new ideas. Some people paint, or write books or do crafts to get the inside out, me I do poetry and read the inside of folk I love to write fun and nature poems the best though.
Weary soul needs to survive Broken heart must stay alive Where word is not sufficient Music is efficient Flows from the ear to the heart Strengthens soul set apart Uplift depressed spirit And make sadness exit Music acts like magic
Multiverse. Music of infinity. Resonates, each resonates its own music, sound. Each verse vibrates its own unique tone, music. Music that wells up from within. Each vibrates uniqueness. Uniqueness due to all thats occurred within. Everything leaves a resonance in
Mind cant mind its business It keep on dancing to its tunes It gets agitated at the slightest provocation It gets disturbed on losing money it gets agitated on not making money It weeps when others make money it feels