I listen to music that matches my mood

The music is like color to my senses

Pink: A  happy tune

Blue: A sad song

Green: A song with lots of energy

  Purple: A song that makes me feel joyful

  Black: A depressing tune that I cry to

  Mixing them would be like a rainbow after the rain

  A mixture of happiness, joy and pain, what remains is mood music, let it play

  

  I sometimes want to play something with a rocking beat, to clean to, to make the time fly by

  Other times I want to really personally connect with the lyrics, when I need to cry

  There are times when I will listen to some oldies, i will not lie to reflect on days gone bye

  There are times I’m in the mood for a country tune

  In my lifetime , i have often sung the blues when the problems of life knocked me down

  I try to brush off the dust and get back up and listen to something I can dance to

  I sometimes don’t want to hear words and like to listen to Classical music, like Bach

  I sometimes will listen to pop
I also like some experimental electronic music
created by a friend
I Love music and may the Love never end

  I sometimes need to unwind after a tough day and listen to something inspirational

  I take off my shoes and my socks and listen and relax or  just  dance  in my own unique way

  I say whatever my mood I Love the tunes and I like to play it Loud and be swept  away

  It is all Mood Music , Let It Play!

Time is all that sets us free
To all the wonders, that can be humanly perceived
Time is all that binds us
To mundane, almost emotionless routines we have conceived.

Time is the ticking of the clock
That gnaws at us; leaving no immediate mark
Time is the face that has come to mock
It creeps on regardless; you notice it turn light to dark.

Time is the invisible candle that everyone innately holds
It gets lit from the moment we open our eyes
Time is not the wick that gives berth to flame
Rather it is the waxes that burn and then vaporise.

Time can and will never stop
Moments go by with the blink of the eyes
Time..., it does not favour
It isn't biased, it doesn't get swayed by truths or lies.

Time is the entity that governs almost all
It will tell when it deems it's right
From seedling to tree, hatchling to flight
A weakness to strength, the frail to might.

Time is the quest
That we have strived to conquer
Time is all of us
We have secretly craved for life much longer.

Time would only permit
All that I could pen in time
Time will always suggest to omit
So I could capture it all in rhyme.

I had change in my pocket that I was itching to spend
I went to the machine to see what I could vend
I counted out my money and to my dismay had only enough for 1 can of soda not two
If you grab a glass I will share with you