Thought can make us or mar us, <br />In my life i was worried, <br />I don't hate anyone anymore, <br />that gives me a lot of satisfaction and bliss. <br /> <br />Amidst the chaos, <br /> I heard a known voice, <br />the whining stopped <br />i heard unheard melodies engrossed in bliss <br />this is the feast for my ears! <br /> <br />Thought can make us or mar us <br />but where is the time <br />the time chariot is coming behind <br />let me live my dream. <br /> <br />My stagnant life's pond <br />started whirriling around <br />its own rhythm that made me sound, <br />I engrossed in the bliss <br />this is the feast for my ears! <br /> <br />Iam happy for myself <br />iam happy for others <br />the world of strangers <br />I left behind <br />and there I see a known smile <br />I engrossed in the bliss <br />this is the feast for my ears! ! ! !<br /><br />Tara Chettur<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/feast-for-my-ears/
