Its late in the noon,
evening almost;
The noise from the party lingers,
while I float around like a ghost.
The music from last night,
playing in my head;
While the iPod lay silent,
dormant and dead.
Echos of Floyd
ringing in my mind;
Hungover in bed,
humming what I can’t find.
As the rays of sun hit me,
specks of dust in the window;
I lay here awake
breathing the music glow.
Comfortable and numb,
no thoughts stupid or smart;
I enjoy now the music
that dwelleth in my heart.
The sweet surrender to sound,
reverberating through space across;
Carrying me slowly to sleep
when the music begins to stop.
By: Viraj Belgaonkar
This was wonderfull, it makes me feel a bit sad tho that I cannot fall asleep while there is music.
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hmmn dunno why.. but theres always music in my head for some reason 🙂
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