Violins play sweeping
Sounds that undulate
Causing my eyelids
to rise and fall with the music
Oh that grand feeling
Slipping in and out of conscience
Delightfully heavy I get
With each wave
Until I'm consumed
Finding impossible to defeat it
I surrender
And sleep.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well penned. Music soothens the soul and gives delight to the listener. Thanks for sharing