It sways me
Like nothing else has before
It brings me to tears
It knocks me to the floor
In and out my brain
It weaves in its stream
Of colors and emotions
It's enough to make me scream.
Geniuses and talent
Don't mean a thing
When you hear the sound of beauty
Everyone is a prodigy
They tell a story
But you never need words
Those flying fingers on black and white
Only need a keyboard.
YOU ARE READING
Poems - because words rhyme
PoetryPoems, because words rhyme. There is nothing more satisfying than the perfectly wrapped-up limerick... other than a personal look at a friend's feelings. Please enjoy.
