The Sounds Of...

The Sounds of...      

The sounds of a guitar..
Heave softly on my ear..
Which accompany in the night long..
Melody from the heartbeat..
From an empty soul..
Singing in the night..
Strains a beautiful glee without meaning..

I don't know what is this..
What..
What.. Is this.. I couldn't feel anything..

The symphony sounds nothing..
Maybe i need something to link..
To make a beautiful glee with simply means..

I wonder..
Someone come to me..
Sitting beside me, brings the new rhyme to complete this song..

But otherwise in reality..

I have been missing..
Missing the sounds of..
The sounds.. Of...

The.. Sounds..
Of..

The sounds of...
 L*ve..

And..
I never wonder when i could approve the new rhyme..



- LonelyRabbit aka Cikadev