Most times it touches my soul,
It calms my nerves not troll,
And ministers peace.
Music to some,
A way of life,religion or believe.
It's rhythm,
Keeps us in line.
And trains us to become better or worse.
It kindles fire without bruise,
Which burns and engulfs
Our Dreams in Silence,
And breathes visibility
To the invisible.
Our Vision broadens
Mostly aching our flesh
But gives strength to our minds,
And on achieving,
It heals, giving shelter
To our heads.
Then we sit in awe,
Of the solace before us
Yet so far.
Most def, you are heard, I love it, I love It I LOVE IT!!!. WOW, Love the flow to it also. Thanks for being the first entry in the Writing Impact Challenge. You set the pace and opened the door for this challenge. Much love to you...@febizle
😱😇ohhhh thank you so much...my heart is gladdened that my ink isn't that faint...the more I get such encouragements and applaud...I ask my self where this being has been all this while...thank you loads for such love..it keeps feuling my thoughts to break bonds. I keep looking out for your contests so I can engage my self when am least free. Any discord group link you suggest is welcomed buh I won't be that active...am the silent learner without much questions.