The devil’s just a dirty pimp
tricking the mind
into doing anything
things we would never normally do
it’s what his ego feeds on
but
If we believe
in the power of our very own sanity
then the music that plays from
the great saxophone of one’s soul
will drown out his voice and his laughter
thus becoming worthless
so let the music play.
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Author:
Teddy.15 (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments8
aah yes, first reader.😁 The devil may laugh, but he laughs alone. Excellently penned Teddy. 👍
Great insight my dear A.P tha.k you dear friend. 🤗
Some great lines here. Love the great saxophone of one's soul. Just so well written.
Geeeez thank you so much Tom. 🤗
A most wonderful analogy. Music is the vibration that can take us from the seductive to the sublime. The devil may play his fiddle but the sax is so much more powerful.
Ah sometimes I love the fiddle too, but yes the sax will always win my heart. Thank you my dear Sorenbarret 🤗
Love it. Fantastic work. Triumphant.
Play it loud and strong dear Teddy, with great confidence. Beautiful pic, beautiful poem!
Thank you my dear Bella. ❤️
So true Teddy, let the music flow.
Andy
https://youtu.be/Pk8ZQ4F5qh4?si=gSAAtrXlYhXgdWo-
Thank you Andy. 🤗
When the saxaphone plays I am transported. A step nearer to heaven. Lovely poem Teddy and your posted image is a perfect match for your words. Have a beautiful weekend.
Thank you so much dear Cassie58 you too my dear poetess. 💜
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