Time Machine

PoeticPup18

The pounding of your heart,

The pounding of feet on the ground,

The pounding against the wall,

Screaming through the wall,

Screaming in your head,

Screaming and then silence

Taking time in rhythm,

Taking us to the past, and then

Taking us to the future, leaving

Us in the present, leaving

Us wishing to be where it was, leaving

Us to watch it fade in the sea of silence,

The pounding and the Screaming,

Taking our time in rhythm, leaving

Us hooked until the last beat

 

  • Author: PoeticPup18 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 30th, 2017 12:14
  • Comment from author about the poem: This is a metaphor in itself, a passion poem about music. Music is something I grew with and love, it always spoke to me. So here's a poem about it.
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • Goldfinch60

    Music can create every emotion within us, that is why it so so wonderful. Good write and welcome to MPS.



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