Lost in Melody, Found in Mind

A labyrinth of thoughts, a restless mind,

A pen in hand, a spark I seek to find.

The night’s embrace, a velvet shroud so deep,

Inspiration’s flame flickers, dim and steep.

To free my mind, I turn to music’s grace,

Earphones embrace me, in their soft embrace.

The world outside retreats, worries efface,

As melodies set a tranquil pace.

Now lost in notes, my thoughts begin to drift,

The burdens ease, as tunes become a gift.

Amid the rhythm, clarity’s a shift,

And suddenly, a spark, a welcomed lift.

The muse descends, and inspiration’s clear,

In music’s flow, the answer’s drawing near.

With every note, a thought becomes sincere,

And now, the idea’s here—both bright and dear.