...Grand Desires

By SolApathy

I feel the notes of the piano as they play
I barely contain the pain they convey
My soul an explosion to be
As my fingers dance upon the keys
Don’t look to my eyes or you’ll see
Bitter rage of a kind soul abandoned to the storm
Just as it has driven - - the wind has torn
Rain echos the depth of this song I play

Sandstone barriers never meant to hold this hate
Sostenuto—Too long sustained
---Now broken—
Strings parched as they sing
A somber melody of a dark being
Soon to expire—I tire
I play one last melody as I set my piano on fire
I feel the hammers as they play a last frantic tune
Strings snapping as they are now victims of my impending doom
 

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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Friday, October 27, 2017.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

...Music was always my escape -- Or was it my cage-- A victim of the taste of my own rage
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  • dwells On Saturday, October 28, 2017, dwells (4285)By person wrote:

    I had to repair a broken hammer once on a piano Sol. Kids! This does conjure up an almost "Phantom of the Opera" image, and stay away from Rimsky-Korsakof or Tchaikovsky's "War of 1812" too. Cheers my friend! - Dan

  • Drea On Saturday, October 28, 2017, Drea (1443)By person wrote:

    The melody I heard while reading this was beautiful, but solom, just like these words.

  • worm On Friday, October 27, 2017, worm (1194)By person wrote:

    Being a musician this really strikes a chord with me... Nicely Played! ~worm~


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