May 03
poem 0 comments challenge: Wordgame

Music


It's sweet rhythm sings merrily in my ear
and I let go of my fears
dancing around
in my own world
where the only thing for all the eye to see 
is my pure joy and happiness
and when that spell is broken
an echo of the precious melody still plays in my head
a forever echo
a lonly ghost
the ghost of my music
which is my gateway out of reality
and into the oblivion

Music
About the Author: Forever young
"All I ask of our brothern is for them to take their feet off our necks."
~Ruth Bader Ginsburg~
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