Magical rhythms I seek every day
But horror rhymes I get to the beats.
Would I ever get beautiful pitches someday?
Even as I sit on this lonely seat,
I figure out how the music will sound that day.
Magical songs I play in my solemn dream.
Dancing to the rhythms I hoped for,
An arrow pierces through my heart
But I discover it was just a nightmare
Making me sober how that day would be.
Pressing so hard for the journey and there I land
Tears aren’t enough to bring back my rhythms
I fear I would have to say no to the band
Get myself fixed up again with the rhymes
Of all the beautiful days I thought would last forever.
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Author:
4ever Happy💖💝 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: It tells more about life and how we really come across what we never expect.\r\nSomeday our actions and thoughts suddenly become useless 🧡.
- Category: Nature
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