Rhythm

Sometimes, somewhere

Sometimes, somewhere,

When Life gets missing,

When Vibe bets dissing,

When moon and clouds meet,

It needs,

an algorithm to complete,

Rhythm of heartbeat.

That melody of rainfall

makes a strumming firewall.

and memorise the picture in eyeball.

Sometimes,somewhere,

When Distortion of the voice,

When Restoration of the Noise,

When Strings attached to the soul,

When Chord's sound dispatched to the goal.

It speeds,

the running musical floor,

through the magical door.