Orchestra of Clouds
I've been learning music.
This was going to be a slop article but now it’s a poem, enjoy.
Orchestra of Clouds
Lilacs and myhr roam as wisps through the room
For a short nose, is this the smell of doom?
And the corps is made an enchanted whole
Just like this, constant as his infinite soul
Someone running away, smoke in the wind
Rose up to heaven, he had gravely sinned
It was revealed, by a stray ray of light
Entering a veiled window, with all its might
That everything was far brighter outside
Freedom, if one was to take a stride
In wisdom, let limbs not be paralyzed
In symphony, let one be synergized
The conductor dictates, his stick awave
Can’t you read sheet music, even to save?