Sweet Child O' Mine

By Fatin Nawaz

This is describing one of my all time favourite songs. Sweet Chil O' Mine. By Guns and Roses. The song is so empowering, so passionate. The electric guitar which starts the song is like waves crashing against the shore at midnight. It's serene and deadly. The salty wind is flickering your hair about and waves wash over you.

And then as you're under water and lose control of your senses, transcending into a numb state, comes Axl Rose's hoarse voice. He sounds like a boy who never grew up. His voice has a childish ting to it, which takes you back in time to your own childhood, to happy times. 

He manages to scream and sing at the same time. Screeching in his powerful voice, so intense, so hypnotizing that the hair on the back of your neck stand up.

The distorted guitar and his throaty voice bring a smile to your face. It's like staring at a pale pink Azalea. The sun is shining bright on it and everything beyond that flower is blurred. It could be anything. From a burning fire, to paradise itself. Doesn't matter. All you care about is the Azalea.