I write alot of poetry...
And no one ever comments or criticizes it...
So,
I'm asking for honest opinions on some of my more recent pieces.
Be harsh,
Be nice,
Either way,
I'll listen.
And no one ever comments or criticizes it...
So,
I'm asking for honest opinions on some of my more recent pieces.
Be harsh,
Be nice,
Either way,
I'll listen.
Bitter-Sweet Melodies
My fingers move with the music,
The notes,
They run in rythm.
My heart
It beats with them,
Piano keys soft on my finger tips.
I mouth the words,
My lips moving with the music.
What ever this feeling may be,
My head is sure that I do not want to loose it.
Everything is so right
My shoulders feel light.
The weight that's settled upon them,
Shattered by the soothing notes.
My heart soon worries,
Because it has to end,
This feeling
It hurts.
It burns my chest
And makes me want to cry,
But the music has to die.
Because,
Of corse,
Who am I
To make the notes go on
After the bar line...?
It's all gone.
Stopped,
Dead,
Still ringing in my head.
And soon it fades.
The melody,
A haunting blur.
I want it back.
That moment I lost...
But every action has a cost.
And my life remains bitter-sweet.
Bitter because it's ended,
Sweet for I know
There is a chance,
That a new moment and I
Might meet.
My fingers move with the music,
The notes,
They run in rythm.
My heart
It beats with them,
Piano keys soft on my finger tips.
I mouth the words,
My lips moving with the music.
What ever this feeling may be,
My head is sure that I do not want to loose it.
Everything is so right
My shoulders feel light.
The weight that's settled upon them,
Shattered by the soothing notes.
My heart soon worries,
Because it has to end,
This feeling
It hurts.
It burns my chest
And makes me want to cry,
But the music has to die.
Because,
Of corse,
Who am I
To make the notes go on
After the bar line...?
It's all gone.
Stopped,
Dead,
Still ringing in my head.
And soon it fades.
The melody,
A haunting blur.
I want it back.
That moment I lost...
But every action has a cost.
And my life remains bitter-sweet.
Bitter because it's ended,
Sweet for I know
There is a chance,
That a new moment and I
Might meet.