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{July 26, 2009}   Music

A mixture of sound and silence
Artistic release in time, the essence
Alluring beauty avowedly delivered
At best, music is simply divine!

Mundane worries consigned away
Music keeps the masses enthralled
Mystic saints’ melodious music
Mesmerized even the Gods!

Mellowed cow milks more & more
Music to ears turns it a philanthropist
Music therapy to the miserable
Manifests in salvation- a revelation

Music can bring about rain
Music can unshackle the mind
Music can well alleviate pain
Music is simply divine!



{July 26, 2009}   A New Light

All these thoughts of
What’s going to happen to me
Swirl around unabated;

Fueled by the dreams of yesterday
With an aim to stand tall against all odds
I nurtured this desire for a long time;

Falling at every other step,
I picked up the pieces and moved on
Hoping to succeed where others have given up;

In the middle of the night
As the demons of the past
Tried to play havoc with my life
A gentle breeze from the open window
Drifted in, giving a breath of inspiration
And igniting this hardened soul;

As the world slowly started coming alive,
The morning light filtered in
Signaling the end of the darkness
And the beginning of something wonderful



{July 26, 2009}   My Window

I sit here and look out my window.
I look down at the street below,
I see the people walking by and I wonder,
What is on their mind?
Are they happy?
Are they sad?
I wonder if people ponder this about me,
Do they care if I am happy?
Do they care if I am sad?
I sit here and look out my window.
I look up to the sky above,
I see the stars and the moon and I wonder,
What is He doing tonight?
Is He happy with me?
Is He sad by me?
I sit here and look out my window.
My mind wonders off,
It goes back to things I have done,
Mistakes I have made,
I wonder if I will ever forget and move on,
I wonder if I am the only one who remembers,
I sit here and look out my window.
I look out to the horizon,
I daydream of where I want to be.
Will I get there someday?
Will I be strong?
Will I make it?
I sit here and look out my window.
And I sit here and look some more.



et cetera
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