I am here not because of you
Instead I chose to be here...
Good words of yours make me feel ethereal;
as if they want me to play with them.
Beautiful you who taught me
to live in the present moments.
I can feel your true sense;
Not because I am emotional
but because I want it to be lived with you,
At each & every time of the rhyme.
The sensational thoughts of yours
when run across my mind,
make my soul hearty.
Dear Music,Flourish my heart
with your amiable tonality as always.
Instead I chose to be here...
Good words of yours make me feel ethereal;
as if they want me to play with them.
Beautiful you who taught me
to live in the present moments.
I can feel your true sense;
Not because I am emotional
but because I want it to be lived with you,
At each & every time of the rhyme.
The sensational thoughts of yours
when run across my mind,
make my soul hearty.
Dear Music,Flourish my heart
with your amiable tonality as always.
No comments:
Post a Comment