In melodies that soar and gently weep,
Music heals the wounds that sorrow leaves behind,
Its haunting notes console the heart that grieves,
And tenderly mend the broken and the blind.
Each chord and rhythm speak of silent pain,
Of love lost, dreams shattered, and hopes undone,
Yet through the symphony, we find our gain,
A balm for every hurt beneath the sun.
When all seems lost, and darkness clouds our sight,
Music whispers solace, calm, and grace,
It lifts us from the depths of endless night,
And guides us to a brighter, hopeful place.
So let the music play, let it unfold,
And watch as healing melodies take
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Agreed?
Sukh ho toh music,
Dukh ho toh music,
Khushi ho toh music,
Celebration ho toh music,
Har jagah music he music!
Especially when we are sadd! It holds the power of healing for our heart!
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Echoes of the soul
PoetryA poetry book containing the collection of poems written by me! ~ Anushka ✨💕
