The Music Of The Night Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

The Music Of The Night

As the loneliest sound,
that's keeping company,

Something is always
calling from the distance,

As the loneliest music,
That's keeping company,

That final bridge,
suspended now
and the nowhere,

Forcing you're breath,
Feeding you're anger,

Touching theother side
of the lanyard,

You're suspended between
two bridges,

The man and the girl.
The song and the composer,

As the mystery sound,
and the loud time bomb,

The only God you meet,
on the other side,
is the complete sound,

The loneliest music
of you're life,