The Hidden rhyme
A silent chord inside.. Sets in motion… Reverberation arise… A rhyme within commotion.. An impulse fills space.. A ripple expanse through.. Who are you which keeps pace.. A divide unites through.. Who are you throbbing inside Who stays awake asleep… You are the rhythm of my life.. You are the rhythm of my breath.. A witness till my death.. My love my dreams through this strife.. A desire within a beat abyss… A spark holding , a wave amiss.. I behold you, the realm, On all psalms, overwhelms.. Tears , smiles, faces spread.. Rhythm you be my bed.. An energy who never know.. A conscious blow.. Lifes rhythm… Conscious rhythm… Still the rhyme is on.. The waters transparency unseen.. The soils smell not yet keen.. Lifes rhyme.. Worlds mime.. Unheard sound.. The rhyme is on.. Poets around.. This rhyme will be on.. Beats rhyme the heart.. Like a flame waiting to spread fire.. Needs fall apart.. Like a shame waiting to