Music... Poem by Owoeye Taiwo Bisola

Lyrical lines wafting through the air,
Euphonic beats, therapeutic to the soul,
Melodious verses, magical with voices,
Mellifluous flow from the heart of heaven,
Magical music mending the broken heart,
Sweet symphonies from the highest skies,
A nepenthe from my abode of asperities.

Into my soul, into my ears gramary is made,
Rhythms composed out of this cosmos,
I'm dancing to the terrific tunes in my heart,
The moon is at my feet, I'm targeting the sun,
My body is twitching to the harmony of songs,
I'm with Apollo at the paradise of praises now,
The Sound Of Music conquers everything.

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