a short poem

xqw

Playing with rhythm,
The music flows with rhyme - 
No thought of them,
No thought of time.

Again and again,
Breathing until I’m
Back to what I was then.

  • Author: xqw (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 18th, 2024 07:35
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 37
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  • Thoughtless

    Time to meditate. Nice.

  • sorenbarrett

    Short and sweet it runs in rhythm and rhyme



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