Melody's magical effects...
Melody's magical effects... mellifluence stories
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sivaranjanisent
sivaranjanisentPassionate poet,Writing is a blessing
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This is a poem that expressed the feelings we experience ,when our ears listen to melodious music! It would be a treat to music lovers! Get ready get soaked in the mellifluence of my words!

Melody's magical effects...

by sivaranjanisenthilvel

Earphone effect...

The feeble tune, Peeps a second, Through the right ear piece, Then chirps and chimes gently, On my left ear drum...

Ripples of rhythm...

With a consonant resonance, The harmonic melody suffuses, Mildly into my mind., Like rain drops, That create ripples, In a blue sea of tranquility...

Heart beats leap!

The sound of music, Seems to leap, Along with my heart beats That spring up too,with it Making my heart wobbly, And my frail self Gossamer-thin...

Brain goes insane..

The puissant passel of beats, Compel my brain, To shrug off the duty it's nailed on to, Making it vibrate incessantly., Generating rhythmic throbs, which slay me mellifluously..

Skipped a beat really..

The reverberating echoes Make my heart pause a minute, So that I could listen, To the spiffy, frabjous tune, Once again, Uninterrupted by heart beats..

Honey in ear effect..

Magical voice makes honey tipple down my ears, And the quavers and crotchets Slosh into my blood, Soaking my soul with melody., As duckweeds paint pond water, Malachite and moss green...

Violin rules...

The violin's bow, Along with the strings, Drag my soul, Into an unknown mystery! Pulling my inner soul out, Making it dance in the air Shaking hands with the jingle...

Little by little..nibbling my heart..

The high pitched sounds That give goosebumps, Tickle my emotions, Prick my nerves, Nibble my palpitating heart, Tearing it, Into fragments wetted by melody, Shrinking it to null!

Helps me spring back to life,afresh! Like a flower ...

Best among the beautiful things, Is this music, That nourishes my soul, As a slight drizzle would, The false roses of Jericho, By uprooting its shrivels, And fostering burgeoning blossoms!

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