My soul is a big museum full of art,
But you've always shut your eyes;
It feels like silently ghosting forever,
Aspires to hear the unspoken words.
I wonder if you will still look at me,
If I tell you 'bout the darkness I hold,
'Cause people walk away like a wind,
I at least deserve a melody to unfold.
Killing myself to give life to others,
I was drowning to save a fellow-
Who was pushing me under water,
Desires to catch a tone all mellow.
My thoughts were destroying me,
I tried to avoid them and not think;
But sadly silence also was a killer,
Yearning for a warm song to sync.
This is why I play music too loud,
A beat to drown out the thoughts;
Sound so high to overhear stress,
Lyrics to avoid the unwanted knots.
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𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈
Puisi"It's All in the Simplicity" is a mesmerizing poetry collection that weaves emotions, dreams, and reflections into lyrical decorations. Each poem is a pungent exploration of the human experience, from tender embraces to the depths of hearts, invitin...
