Where words may falter, music dares to go,
Expressing love, despair, and hope anew,
Its gentle hush, its tempest’s thunderous show,
Unmasks the soul, reveals what’s deep and true.
No tongue divides this universal speech,
No boundary bars the comfort it bestows,
For all who listen, music’s arms can reach,
A common ground where every spirit grows.
It paints with sound the colours of the heart,
Transforms our burdens, amplifies our glee,
And when we stumble, torn or pulled apart,
A single song can set our spirits free.
Thus music’s beauty dwells in every part,
A living art that shapes our destiny.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 14th, 2025 01:00
- Comment from author about the poem: Music can bring all emotions to me.
- Category: Reflection
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- Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15, Soman Ragavan
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Comments4
A fine write Gold.
Thanks Orchi.
Beautiful dear Andy, music is everything. 🌹
THank you Teddy, music certainly is everything.
Andy
I love your love for music Andy. I share that with you. It spans gender, religion, race, nation and even culture and time. A most lovely write
Thank you soren, music certainly doe cover all cultures.
Andy
Most welcome Andy
Indeed, music is among the most soothing things we have invented. It brings peace and serenity at times when we need most.
So true Soman, thank you.
Andy
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