Music is the food of mind
A nutrient for the soul
When it is sinking
With a tearful toll
It relaxes the thoughts
And pacifies the heart
By removing all evils
And filling the gaps
With a restful nap
Music is the worship of Lord
Which binds our heart
With an accord
To the Almighty soul
By keeping us away
From our inner guilt
And the ill feelings
Which built
A horrible castle of
Confining sins
Music is the language of love
Which in strange ways
Easily conveys
What a confused love
Cannot display
Even with thousands of
Words spoken
In a really known
Worlds
It is the most ancient way
To conveniently say
And make humanity gay
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Awesome poem, I have not seen it's match, easily conveys what a confused love cannot say, I have played music for over 50 years and this poems explains it's powerful emotional reach. Bravo! ! I think only a musician could embrace these words to the full.