Friday, February 15, 2013

A Song's Beat






A Song's Beat  
When a song’s beat is faster than my own heart,
I feel so alive.
Blaring it, singing it,
knowing what being carefree is all about.
Smile, dance;
Alone in my room or with friends,
As long as the music is on,
I wouldn’t care if the world ends,
Just keep giving me those beats!
   

(c)Lena Holdman, all rights reserved 2013 


This poem is about my love for music.

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