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Ode to Music

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I’ve seen the colour of music;

yellow like a budding sunflower,

with blotted petals clothed in tumeric;

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I’ve treaded her country, so idyllic;

where love and lust tastes sweet and sour,

and the dreams bequeathed inspire moments of magic;

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I’ve heard her melody, so angelic;

easing my nightmares in the darkest hour

as the crickets chirp a solemn panegyric;

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and when I feared my world grew paralytic,

with pain urging me to cower,

she became a soothing analgesic;

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Alas, the tale she tells can sometimes seem cryptic,

as her throbbing pulses conceal its true power,

and her wordings can sometimes be toxic,

like a fierce fanged hound geared to devour;

still, I’ll forever be in awe of her alluring mystique,

for she has given me a thousand reasons to stay poetic.

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Cheemnonso™

45 thoughts on “Ode to Music”

    • Thank you Moriau. It’s indeed amazing how music leaves a telling impact on our lives. Even though I feel they complement each other, I feel more drawn to music with a blend of both melody and lyrics.

      I typically find those in the country and Americana genre of music.

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  14. Wonderful title firstly. Love the analogy and those words are enchanting. You certainly make up for a wonderful poet. Peace and greetings from Sui generis 💛💛
    Yours,
    Shanyu

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