the most amazing sestina eveerr, you don't know what a sestina is? look it up!!
Like water flowing, soothing sounds
that pull out the covered emotion
of time and tide, that winter’s soul.
Condensed from air, vibrations express
the hushed anticipation. In the music
all that came before this is lost.
And the wandering, lonely lost
pause to listen to the liquid sounds.
Caught up, entranced by the music
that reaches deep within to wring out emotion
hidden deep bubbles up to express
the unspoken wishes of the soul.
Can you hear the anguish of that saddened soul?
But within rectangles white and black she loses
herself. All the pain of the world can be expressed
in those bittersweet strains. Drowned in sound
round and round the encircling emotions
come forth within the music.
Can one exist without music?
For what else can so completely satisfy the soul?
In alcohol one can drown their emotions
and in the liquor pain is lost.
But all is deadened without sound
and the hurts still lack expression.
No, it is only there one can express
through and within, only there in music.
Like drops in a still pond the rippling sounds
pass through and rip open the soul
bare to the air. No more lost
than unspoken are those shivering emotions
Rocking and swaying with swelling emotion
using every iota within her hands to express.
Everything else blanked out, the world lost
for nothing matters: exists, except the music.
All who heard with bated breath, no soul
was not moved by the stirring sounds
For only through music can she lose her emotions
to drown her soul in the only sounds
that could ever express her existence.
that pull out the covered emotion
of time and tide, that winter’s soul.
Condensed from air, vibrations express
the hushed anticipation. In the music
all that came before this is lost.
And the wandering, lonely lost
pause to listen to the liquid sounds.
Caught up, entranced by the music
that reaches deep within to wring out emotion
hidden deep bubbles up to express
the unspoken wishes of the soul.
Can you hear the anguish of that saddened soul?
But within rectangles white and black she loses
herself. All the pain of the world can be expressed
in those bittersweet strains. Drowned in sound
round and round the encircling emotions
come forth within the music.
Can one exist without music?
For what else can so completely satisfy the soul?
In alcohol one can drown their emotions
and in the liquor pain is lost.
But all is deadened without sound
and the hurts still lack expression.
No, it is only there one can express
through and within, only there in music.
Like drops in a still pond the rippling sounds
pass through and rip open the soul
bare to the air. No more lost
than unspoken are those shivering emotions
Rocking and swaying with swelling emotion
using every iota within her hands to express.
Everything else blanked out, the world lost
for nothing matters: exists, except the music.
All who heard with bated breath, no soul
was not moved by the stirring sounds
For only through music can she lose her emotions
to drown her soul in the only sounds
that could ever express her existence.