by : Bacardi Gold
17/oct/2021
there’s music i hear
don’t know where it’s coming from
my hands are tapping the board
look, what have I done
my lips are murmuring
head moving, up, down, left, and right
feet moves forward, backward, and sideward
but i’m not a dance wizard
lay me in a spell
unchain me from the shackles of doubts
free me from mental pressure
lend me a soft closure
chances share me the joy to sing
and for a moment i feel free
like a tree i hide under its shade
where my anguish, hurts and gripes fade…
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