I hear music when it rains,
Little drops strumming the leaves.
I hear music when wind gushes windowpanes,
Trying to break in like notorious thieves.
I hear music when the living moves,
Rhythm of life in every maneuver.
I hear music amidst all the fuss and grooves,
Musical muse is all about humour.
Each lyric strikes a chord,
Sending waves to times of past.
Light shines on the emotions we hold,
Music is a magic. Eternal, natural, and vast.
Some pour happiness while some are sad,
Some are short-lived while others last.
Some bring excitement while some peace,
In presence of true music, I happen to cease.
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