Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2019
The melody that earphone sings,
momentarily interrupts me
from the surging flow of busy life -

It releases me from
the supressing weight of burden,
softly whispers and convinces me
to become part of the wave than to chase it.

The dancing tides of a spirit
resemble
the dance of a child.

Today, Tomorrow and on
I am looking forward to become
a part of the voice.
Written by
JaegukLee
189
   Fawn
Please log in to view and add comments on poems