The Piano the violin and I
Before you Start:
Well before you start reading the darn poem of mine, please download this song by : Shiro Sagisu it is called "never meant to be". It is a soundtrack from the anime series bleach. THe soundtrack is very sad . It was the only track i was listening to when i wrote this poem of mine. One thing for sure, it is a great well of inspiration for me. And i hope you download it or listen to it while reading this. It will get the message delivered in a better way. I downloaded it today from: www.beemp3.com. You may also try other tracks for the same artist that were featured in Bleach as well. Regards to All of you and i hope you enjoy this poem and adore the track!
My fingers run down the piano in melancholy playing broken notes of the life I once had
In tears I drown into that secret place of mine bleeding. And now all I do is cry hard
The violin next to me cries in agony its strings down my fragile body and bones,
Through the scars it finds its inspiration. From the true side of life finds my own moans
A river of sadness that makes it speak silently poetry about the tragedy we have become
It portrays the inexpressible life that turned to blood and gave us more pain instead of Rum
My life has a superb cast but I can't figure out the plot
My body is turning cold. The tears are freezing on the spot
Life leaves us with challenges that force us to kneel
It lures us with love that we believe to be real
Have I fallen for the last time? Can you tell me why my hands only play those broken notes?
Can you tell me why I cast my corpse into the river of love but it always on its own floats?
Can you tell me why my tears have no taste anymore?
Can you tell me why we have no one to pour?
Our love into his soul and fill that black abyss of wretchedness
The piano plays its last not speaking of eternal emptiness
The fingers run down their course of life once again
Broken helpless horrified his love unable to gain
And once again the violin yelps in silence of seclusion and the piano are left in the obscure
Alone on a night of love and hope, left dimly in the shadows to dance with the loneliness for sure
URiel (just writing)