How Poetry Makes Me Feel
My Words Are Like Music
My Fingers Tap The Keyboard Like A Drum
Different Notes Pop Out My Mind
Its A Beautiful Rhythem
They All Sing As My Mouth Does Not
It Brings Me To A Strange World
Where The Instruments Are Nothing But You
You Create Your Own Trumpet And Your Own Flute
Its Unreal As If Your In A Trance
My Body Goes Numb With The Music
But I Cannot Hear It Nor See It
But Its Still Playing Very Loudly In My Head
I Cannot Speak Of The Music As If I Had No Mouth
Yes My Words Are Like Music
Its A Melody
The Sound Takes Me To Paradise
A Island Made Of Music notes
The Water Made Up Of words
I Fall So Out Of Touch With My Words
My Hand Grabs On To Each Letter
To Find A Missing Piece
But Some How They Seem To Fit Together
Like A Jig-saw Puzzle
But When you Look At The World
Everything Around You Has A Voice
As If Your Seeing The The World
From Another Perspective
But Then You Open Your Eyes
All That Beauty Seemed To Vanish
Disappear From Humanity
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