Wednesday, December 17, 2025

Poem 336 : The Soothing Rhythm

 The Soothing Rhythm
                                       - T ABRAHAM

(SOURCE: AI GENERATED IMAGE)

Tight strings holding honestly,

Sharp strings sharpened sleek,

Tunes turning two needles away,

Lights flickering to be turned on,

Pulsating sensations lingering,

Keys tuning softly and gently,

Distractions being destroyed,

Demons being stabbed to death,

When life blooms with a breath,

Patches fall apart to make nets,

Captured the soothing essence,

Loss turning into strong lessons,

Fingers scrolling and controlling,

Moving speedily and steadily,

Sickness turned to strength readily,

A rage racing and calming itself,

Diminished vanity turning to sanity,

Real air becoming a peacemaker,

Finally trashing the pacemaker,

Fake essence and senseless drama,

It still moves apart like an enigma.

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Poem 336 : The Soothing Rhythm

 The Soothing Rhythm                                        - T ABRAHAM (SOURCE: AI GENERATED IMAGE) Tight strings holding honestly, Sharp s...