BEYOND THE MELODY

This was inspired by an article on my wife's blog http://lahmeet.wordpress.com/2012/10/05/beyond-the-melody/

What lurks in my heart
That men fail to see?
Does my life consist, an art
That confuses like the dance of a bee?

Do men me visualise, a melody
A tune playing in their conscious?
Do they me internalise, a parody
On what’s the sub-conscious?

Can they me affirm, lyrically sound
My life lived in the vicinity of my words?
Or do they me with my words pound,
My life seen as untowards?