Maze of life, phase of time
we stay as we're.
If magic is seen in the eyes,
What we are then?
Maybe poets in people, from the West
Never really tried to see it in
the black eyed souls.
Now that time is changing
They are getting fade up of the things they like, so they're trying different
Telling people about different
Songs about dark skins
Saying it's a type
Are we fallacy clowns of entertainment of this newer part
How body colors are a type
Isn't the personality enough?
Like why most songs are about colliding bodies
As if it's becoming the only emotion,
Few diversity left is our only hope
Without them music would have already dead.
People like party songs, the songs you can dance to
but people don't why more like the songs that dances with the soul.
The songs that makes sense
I ain't talking about love songs here
But talking about the love, songs can bring, to your heart as they, like powers, roar.
Future could be about all this new songs, as they are waiting for us to hear them.
Waiting for us, to be created.
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Jumping Into Constellation
Poetry[Rose Awards winner] "All the poems* are from some poetry challenges of poetry contests that have ended (so what, that they have ended? I can still take inspirations from them, right?) and the others are some poems from prompts given by others and...
