This is for all those who cannot live without music. At night, on the move, at work, whatever...
Imagine if one day, all that is taken away from you...
Bring love to this world bring joy and peace
Tempting your soul to runaway
Trying so hard to feel this way
The joy of cranking guitars and drums
The anger in the lyrics, the pride of the audience
And goes all around, far away, no fence
And now there's none
Utter Silence.
The beauty of silence, is marred by gloom
Why can't it signify peace?
Why always doom?
No need to speak to anyone, no need to justify your thoughts
Be with friends, make more friends, think 'who's at a loss?'
And the pain you feel the hurt which strikes
When something goes away
I hate the loss of music in life
But love the silence coming my way
Everything so mysteriously quiet
Everything so persuasively calm
Everything ready to let go its pain
Everything remains as it never was
Poetry by Jalaj Soni
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Written on 2011-12-14 at 11:40
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Imagine if one day, all that is taken away from you...
Silence
The regular beats of a musical pieceBring love to this world bring joy and peace
Tempting your soul to runaway
Trying so hard to feel this way
The joy of cranking guitars and drums
The anger in the lyrics, the pride of the audience
And goes all around, far away, no fence
And now there's none
Utter Silence.
The beauty of silence, is marred by gloom
Why can't it signify peace?
Why always doom?
No need to speak to anyone, no need to justify your thoughts
Be with friends, make more friends, think 'who's at a loss?'
And the pain you feel the hurt which strikes
When something goes away
I hate the loss of music in life
But love the silence coming my way
Everything so mysteriously quiet
Everything so persuasively calm
Everything ready to let go its pain
Everything remains as it never was
Poetry by Jalaj Soni
Read 474 times
Written on 2011-12-14 at 11:40
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