My head goes down
The neck is relieved
Everything is slow now
Only thoughts have speed
Eyes go small
Vision is blurred
I see things better now
Isn’t that absurd
Colors become distinct
Irregularities unfold
I see minute details
Thin lines become bold
Words wander without aim
Love hovers around
Everything seems simple
Even altruism is no more profound
Guitar talks to my ears
Drums echo my beat
With music in my soul
I feel complete
My muscles relax
I reach equilibrium
I can feel my nerves
Down till angstroms
I feel light
I feel bright
I might be none to you
But then its okay, its alright
one of the better writes i have had offlate!!
ReplyDeletei dnt knw if any of my craps can fit anywher in ths blog....even a word of mine cant match up 2 a letter of your blog...tatz d class...proud of u bhaiya...hats off to 2...oops....i dnt hav 1....okie...pants off 2 u!hahaha
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ReplyDeleteThis is the poetic equivalent of a nose-puff.