unfinished music sheets & riffs
untied laces on messy floor
unhurried words, disconnected
unguarded, you could have fooled me
music is your pill, oxygen
muffling all the suttered sadness
muscles uncoil, your fingers fly
mutiny of blues & fire storm
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Using the head rhymes in the Traditional Mongolian Meter. Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm
