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If music be the food of love…
He struck the cord…..
Then It began;
--indent--
the rapid pattering of the dancers’ feet
the sensual sways of the hands to the beat
the hums that are too beautiful to speak, yes, to speak
the short bursts of claps that sounds bleak…in the noise
(new verse)
the dancers heard the cord
as it called through the winds so still
filled with emotions, pure like new birth
they headed, pattering their feet to sweet melody
swaying rhythmically to the harmony,
they locked hands, even locked hearts
solacing in the smooth do-mi-fa cadence
for in each other’s arms, do they find solace
--line break--
He struck the cord…
Words became deeds
As realities join the troupe in rhythm
With hums that seem discordant, yet powerful
And emotions rise in fallacious crescendo
In the coda, its quiet, quite quiet
You can hear the heart speak
You can feel the gentle monster
You can love, and love more
Then, he struck the cord…
The dancers are filled with a burst
Of newness and everything but lust
As they freestyle to the joyful acoustic
Locked together in eternal bliss
The music goes on and on
Rising rhythmically and falling high
Luring dancers far and wide
Played by the incessant musician: life
Blooms fast, happily gone?
New Year.....lol
every smile has its meaning
and every song it's lyrics
for as the moon has the sun to give it light
so does the stars trust the galaxies to hold them tight
Surely, The Rain needs the sun to evaporate it's pour
The cloud, a light to make it bright.
the Galaxy is constullation of bodies
each serving a unique purpose
take for example:
The distance between earth and sun is enormous
yet, Earth needs the sun to light it's evergreen forests.
it's amazing how we all exist in separate bodies,
yet we need one another morethan we know
this is also seen between two hearts beating distinctively
yet they cluster together to form a union called love
we are both two separate beings
melted into one big body...
called love!
#Poetic_Rascal
Poem: Bloom fast, Happily gone!
If music be the food of love…
He struck the cord…..
Then It began;
--indent--
the rapid pattering of the dancers’ feet
the sensual sways of the hands to the beat
the hums that are too beautiful to speak, yes, to speak
the short bursts of claps that sounds bleak…in the noise
(new verse)
the dancers heard the cord
as it called through the winds so still
filled with emotions, pure like new birth
they headed, pattering their feet to sweet melody
(new verse)
swaying rhythmically to the harmony,
they locked hands, even locked hearts
solacing in the smooth do-mi-fa cadence
for in each other’s arms, do they find solace
--line break--
He struck the cord…
(new verse)
Words became deeds
As realities join the troupe in rhythm
With hums that seem discordant, yet powerful
And emotions rise in fallacious crescendo
(new verse)
In the coda, its quiet, quite quiet
You can hear the heart speak
You can feel the gentle monster
You can love, and love more
--line break--
Then, he struck the cord…
(new verse)
The dancers are filled with a burst
Of newness and everything but lust
As they freestyle to the joyful acoustic
Locked together in eternal bliss
(new verse)
The music goes on and on
Rising rhythmically and falling high
Luring dancers far and wide
Played by the incessant musician: life
Blooms fast, happily gone?
New Year.....lol
every smile has its meaning
and every song it's lyrics
for as the moon has the sun to give it light
so does the stars trust the galaxies to hold them tight
Surely, The Rain needs the sun to evaporate it's pour
The cloud, a light to make it bright.
the Galaxy is constullation of bodies
each serving a unique purpose
take for example:
The distance between earth and sun is enormous
yet, Earth needs the sun to light it's evergreen forests.
it's amazing how we all exist in separate bodies,
yet we need one another morethan we know
this is also seen between two hearts beating distinctively
yet they cluster together to form a union called love
we are both two separate beings
melted into one big body...
called love!
#Poetic_Rascal