Tuesday, 22 October 2024

The sweetest melodies that I adore

We can lay our trust in words which echo through the night

When wisdom fills a cup we know we’ll be alright

Our soul penetrates into fractions which are so dear

Memories of moments, of significance, they disappear

I’ll be alright, like I always whispered to myself

Said an urgent thought buzzing in someone’s head

Making room for no one but the inner vulnerability that I met

And a book of wisdom was waiting on a shelf

A day so endless like no one I captured willingly

Rush and meaningful words that lasted a century

We can survive like orchestras that enthrall millions

Like an army marching to protect civilians

We can be our best and still we urge for more

Just like the sweetest melodies that I adore



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