A poem to celebrate music day
The Paragon Of Music
Music, is the only pang needed to fend these feelings of being lost
Music stays with me, even during the worst days of my life,
Sometimes it seems that, I hear its own voice –
The incarnation of these first sounds That make my whole body vibrate
As to engender the primo beat of an existence.
Isn’t it strange the hum in the syllable of human?
Like, we are sounds that resonate, and frequencies that bind, into one heart, Perhaps we’re melodious things, Unaware of the frequencies we summon,
Going past the dream of our fate, Having forgotten these imperceptible ultrasonic –
The songs of winds on windy days.
These lullabies put me to sleep, way to early for me to keep
My memory fluctuates, and I can’t seem to fit –
When the gods of sounds make my body vibrate
While my mind escapes far across this existence.
I’ve transcended, as my mind ascended
A far stellar settlement of soundlike impediment, That exploded to its own agitated dream waves of liberance.
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Yesterday the 21st, we celebrated music day, hence this little poem. Music is a very inspiring medium for my mind, for it elevates me into places filled of creative ambience. Music has always been my favourite lieu of escapism, and I’ve always thought that it can be a good panacea to fight away morosity and every kind of affliction of the mind. I never feel alone when I listen to music, as if in the moment, there were only me and the vibrations, only me and the message to me—something, almost mystical. I love the idea, and the stories of creation myth through sounds or words, and even dance, because I’ve personally experienced these fit of vibrations that partook my whole body, or that strange tickling pulse in my head while listening to some music. You don’t have to hear to experience musical sounds, all you have to do is put your hands against a boom-bass-tic speaker turned on to the max… and feel the vibrations… does that exist! I don’t know, I think that I should Google it…🤣
