Music has Magic


Where pain and pleasure interconnect
That is where we see a train wreck
Where pain and pleasure intercede
We gather honey as well as mead
Why do I speak of such sensations?
Sometimes for me there’s little variation
Whenever I’m well-liked or admired
It seems more like quicksand-quagmire
For there’s nowhere left to go but sink
At first, I am sailing, but then I blink
And all I see is an ocean of faces
Glimmering brightly-nearly blinding!
And we’re all busy playing along
Singing a dissonant song
When we should be all harmonizing
The sun rises too fast for synchronizing
Therefore, the delicate tune
Leaves us howling at the moon
The loneliness leaves us yodeling notes
But we laugh at the diversity quotes
Still we embrace the distraction
Since it’s hardly a fatal attraction
And if it is, that is tragic
Yet, frightening music has magic
In any case we are brought together
To carry out our days without measure
So, we might as well toot our own horn
While we carry a tune in our heart so forlorn…

About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter!
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