Music.

There seems to be

A lot of heartbreak

Lying around these days.

*

People collect it in tiny jars,

And display it proudly on their shelves

As if it is a thing of pride.

Some wear it like the most

Magnificent of pearls,

Shiny and sparkling,

Around their neck

That when you see them,

It is the first thing you notice.

Yet others try to escape it

By locking it shut deep inside a poem,

But sometimes it comes wafting out

Passing the heartbreak on

To the readers.

*

Stop wearing a crown of heartbreak;

Don’t convert pain into poetry.

*

Go to the ocean and listen to the music

Swim back to you in waves.

Collect the magic in tiny jars

And shake them loose

On a particularly bad day-

Let them fall all around you

Like confetti,

And drench you in happiness.

*

Dip your toes in music,

And let it travel through your veins

Reaching every nerve-ending

Of your body,

And making it come alive

So that when people look at you

All they can see is the music

Swimming in your eyes

And their whole body starts dancing.

*

Take a plunge into music,

And write poetry with your movements

Everywhere you go.

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-The Girl Lost In The Bookstore

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