நூலகம்
சுயவிவரம்
𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝙼𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚍𝚢
𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝙼𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚍𝚢
The river, Music flows from the fountain,
Refurbishes the scattered emotion.
As sunrise beautifies the mountain,
Music allures the ocean of dition.
Without music lyrics stumbles,
The music draws a map of the righteous path,
Without music creativity bumbles,
Music fight against brath.
Listening to an anonymous language song,
Just for the peaceful music.
A weak heart becomes strong,
It's more comfortable than cubic.
Music is the fragrance of an unpleasant heart.
It gives a solution to the strife.
It motivates to restart,
The faithless life.
Music is the melody of love.
It brings the broken heart alive.
Music is pure as a dove.
It's the antonyms of clive.
Music is the tree of life.
Music is the sand clock of time.
Music is the precisive melody of life.
Without it, life is in crime.
