Headphones

Headphones You make me seem like a girl With all the twists and curls I wear it Seem deaf I do not care I do not fear Its with me That’s all I care Provides melody A vision for life A moment of peace An instance of joy Different from the rest Lost in the thoughts Yet we stay Much in the present It’s whispers into our ears Yet we are aware through the sight We know the moments pass by But with the melody and joy They do not make us deaf.. Its what we do not hear What we filter through our brains It’s a filter A visionary My headphones ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ You can find Distance in my book of poems "labyrinth on---http://www.amazon.com/Labyrinth-Mustafah-Mun/dp/1409285251/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1252381235&sr=1-1