Music

Music has a powerful effect on the world. Most often we use it to enhance media and plays, but it does much more than that.
It betrays the way we feel, yet we use it to comfort ourselves.
It helps us relieve stress, yet it works us up.
Like books it has a variety of genres and styles, yet each work is it's own entity.
It can teach us, or lack sense.
Each one it's own living thing.
It has feelings, moods, character, flare, complexity.
To understand it you must see deeper into it,
you must see it like you would an old friend.
The world of music is one unlike our own.
It knows no bounds.
It comes from everywhere; nowhere.
It flows along a bubbling stream, it warbles with the birds.
It buzzes with the heat of a warm summers day, and crunches with new fallen snow.
It is the wolf's longing howls to the moon.
It can brighten up a dark room.
Make a brightly lit one into a tomb.
It is a gift. One we cannot live without.
To some it brings meaning.
To others inspiration.
To others still annoyance or grievance.
Still it connects us.
Draws us together.
Leads us where we must one day be.
Let it not fall on deaf ears.

Author's Note

Wrote this during the first week of writers craft and was surprised to learn that it made my teacher cry. I know it doesn't seem like poetry, but it wouldn't fall under any other category. Anyway, I hope you like it.

Reviews

[symmetryAsymmetry]

Ofcourse this is poetry and a good one too!
I have always wanted to write a poem on music. It has always given me inspiration but I could never write anything with music itself as the subject. You have managed it very well. These are my thoughts about music too..

[Eryn ♪]

Thank you. I wasn't sure if it was okay to call it a poem, but you have reassured me. By the way, I like your name.

[TheAdamBryant]

i am the first one to say that this is beautiful

[Eryn ♪]

thank you!