A poem.
Date: Jan 20th, 2007 8:59:28 pm - Subscribe
Mood: fragile
Sounds Heard: Attack - 30 Seconds to Mars
I've been writing a lot lately. And not just my story. So I thought I'd share a poem.
Let me know what you think?
A guitar fills the air.
Immediately it consumes
Extraneous thoughts,
Evoking intense feeling,
Awakening every cell,
Tearing down protective walls.
An empty canvas set before her,
She’s free to let everything go.
Nonsensical images appear,
Filling the blank space,
Telling the story of past lives,
With conflicting thoughts and emotions.
The harmonies allow
Release and expression,
Sinking completely into every note,
And losing all sense of being.
Weaving encompassing webs,
It is her shelter and guard.
Revealing the true self,
It is the imperative that guides
Every minute and every thought.
Overwhelming and empowering,
Breathtaking and exhilarating.
Such is the power of music.
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