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🎶I picked my pen
🎶And wondered through wonderland
🎶Such a bliss in that fantasy
🎶With no harsh reality.
I wrote what I imagined
And with that I expressed my feelings
Under that I portrayed its meanings
Hoping on what tomorrow will bring.
🎼I put lyrics on my writings
🎼I sang and sang my heart there
🎼Even though I have a voice, there was no rhytm in it.
🎼There was no stagnant tune yet
🎼But soon that is the thing I should expect.
I turned those lyrics
Such melody came from it
Ow, what a beautiful sound it was.
There was rhythm and tune
Such melody overtuned
Never knew, that is what it takes to make music.
🎵I just have to do it step by step
🎵Taking my time as I take each step
🎵To make something worth remembering
🎵That should be applied in the law of living.
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: THE LYRIC POET :Moments to Borrow
Poetry°°This poetries are the result where the pained heart wondered through the sight of the mind°°🖋️🌻 [sixteen] 🧡
