Music is beauty in my mind
Pouring words from thoughts once blind
The beat makes a steady thrum in my heart
While my ears are tingling with pure delight
I feel the drum with my whole body
Swaying to the sound of the electric tune
My fingers twitch with the need to follow
Music makes me soft, like a squishy marshmallow
I feel the same way about music, although I've never thought to describe it like that. I love that last line so much. I haven't genuinely smiled in so long, and that line got me to smile.
yes and it brings out the sweetness in you..a lovely poem
this is like the best poem ever.... like a marshmellow... i'll have to remember that... and thank you for reading my poem :)
Commendable work, Helena. I like your employment of metaphor & asimile in using musical parlance, to express. Nicely Done! ~FjR~ -2008-
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Brilliant very well put, nice poetry