Mixture

• Artist: Eidolon Style
• Description: This is a poem I have put together somewhat quickly. It is about how music inflicts a certain emotion upon you, based on its sound. The emotion the music gives off mixes with your original emotion, making a mixture of thoughts and feelings. You may be sad, but the upbeat tune of that song on the radio stirs up your sullenness, making the sun apparent. But that sadness is still there, as it will be later, making your emotional mixture.
• Date: 11/18/2009
• Tags: mixture emotions sadness anger frustration

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Mixture

The day is bright,
Like the sun in the sky.
The clouds abundant,
My spirits high.

The joy bubbles within,
And the music comes on.
Its sullen tune crawls through my veins,
And on my face a frown is drawn.
Yet the happiness echoes in my head.
The mixture, I feel it.

The night is ferocious,
Like the firey core of the earth.
The cruel lava and fire,
What is its worth?

The anger boils inside,
And the music comes on.
The melody mirrors sadness,
My jerky movements fade, and I only move to wipe tears.
The flame is not yet dead, however.
The mixture, I feel it.

The afternoon is complicated,
Like the quick transition from storm to bright sky,
Or the carefully crafted details on the bark of a tree.
I am observant.

Thoughtfulness fills my mind,
And the music comes on.
The sound is ambitious,
And I am ready for anything.
But the complexities of life battle my simple dreams.
The mixture, I feel it.

The mixture,
It plays on my emotions.
Like a chemist,
Playing with your mentality.


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