Starting to emanate a song--
can't say about the 5 W's.
It doesn't belong to me.
It starts in and pushes, pushes
and pushes--till I can't breathe.
To the melody of the way things
gotta be.
I'm lost in composition, it's
far greater than me.
Steadily taking hellos and goodbyes
for all their worth.
It cuts through all these senses in an
attempt to multiply them.
What a song... I'm caving in
to the point of entering a new world.
There's nothing but space, seated on
the ground cross legged.
Riding vibrations that take what they
want.
Till I don't want them to stop, because
there's nothing left.
Only this song at the drop of a head,
as if every note picked a flower.

I know its not as easy as I imagine it
I know it takes so much time
I know sometimes it can make your heartbeat stops
I know sometimes it can make you hard to breathe
I know you can't take it anymore
I know you want to get over it but you can't
I know you always find ways
I know you tired
but hey, I know you've tried

/f.r/

Thanks all to those that liked and commented on
my poem of the day surprised but chuffed :)

Thanks all for reading my ink this as well as others.
it means a lot that even though I have little time to
write as well as read some do read my ink ;)