A Webnovel Poem Anthology 32 Music

Of ghost like despair and miracle stories

I hear a sound every noon,

Of youthful desire and questioned rebellion.

I hear a sound every night,

Of lovers and embrace and family's bond.

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I see the mark of music,

Of freedom and joy born from symphonic rage

I feel the touch of music

From comfort and love, companions for life

I hear the call of music

To pa.s.sion and desire, adrenaline in veins

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Oh that sound relates,

It conquers and breaks

Builds and shape.

That sound for euphoria

Satisfaction and grace.

The darkness to chase

The light to compare

Oh that sound of my life

Melodic and true.

I hear a sound everyday,

It is the sound of MUSIC.

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Author: Anone

Created: Thursday August 23rd 2018

Inspiration: Music