In Memory

Music by Yanko Peyankov
Picture By: Yanko Peyanko

Their music a part of who we are,
We build them up on the charts
And watch as they fall far
From our hearts.
Dancing across life’s stage,
Immortal in a single moment –
They crumble under fame’s age.
And they pass, leaving only remnant.
We’ve forgotten, as we idolize,
That they are human too.
And with tears in our eyes
We remember all they do.

The Dance

Dance by Jessica Polar
Picture Taken By: Jessica Polar

 

Rhythm is all I need.

It gets me out of my head,

And into nothing but sound –

Because it is where inspiration is found.

With the beat I am never alone

Because the music and I are one.

Dancing is not thinking,

It is feeling.

It is translating inner emotion

Into outer presentation.

This dance of life,

Is the song in my heart.