The condensation of a pitch
A verge of something so soft
Although someone flipped the switch
And that soothing tune was gone.
Open your eyes—
Did you feel it? No! Of course not!
For I still wouldn't clutch such pitch
For that soothing tune was gone.
This pitch; do you think it's that soft?
No! I mean, it's a bit deep, but it's still a tune
Is it vexing? Or maybe it'll make you hum?
No and no! For such soothing tune was gone!
Hear; listen to my tune
Would I stop? Would I give up soon?
It doesn't even matter, because like I said—
The soothing tune was gone...
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Telling My Own Thoughts; Short Poems ✔️
PoetryBook 2 of the "Short Poems" series. - - - "Applaud like there's no tomorrow; live like there's no such thing as sorrow." - - - (NOTE: THE TITLES OF THE POEMS WERE ALL GOT INTENTIONALLY CAPITALIZED ON THE FIRST LETTER OF EACH WORD FOR AESTHETIC PURPO...
