Headphones

These are headphones,
Sound circling your ears,
Sinking deeply into your heart,
Bringing out your tears.

Beats drowning the silence,
Out comes the thumping bass,
It’s the delicate texture,
It’s feels like a race.

Only I can hear it,
It’s like I’m dreaming,
The comfort is warming,
The words are teaming.

It’s the guitars,
Then the drum,
Out come the vocals,
It makes you feel numb.

It gives you the chills,
Some beautiful tones,
These are headphones.