I danced to musings of
tunes tinkling inside my boozy head,
Visible was a silent man leaned on the wall supported by curved back,
Touching the walls with red turned hands,
Watching the noise , listening to the silence,,
I was mused and submerged in mystic of those inner tunes,
And those loud beats beating around were left mere ,
A noise to watch,,,,
© Sanjay Ranout
What lies beneath our thoughts! 
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