Thick layer of dust and black
Dust resting upon strings and keys
Silence absorbing the air
Black cloaking the room
Click
Click
Creak
Opens the door, light spilling in and
In steps a man with a red scarf
Fingers positioned, intake of air
Shoulders relaxed, what melody to wear
Play
Notes start softly, chirping like birds
Phrases of warmth spring out of nowhere
Do you feel the breeze whistle
Or the leaves gently rustle
The music becoming the summer
Lying within the flower bed
Midday napping and sugary dreams
falling away in a pure blissAbrupt stop
Note played again
Sourness tainting it
Out of balance, out of harmony
Silence, shame, and disapproval
Blackout and withering sorrow
Goodbye unwanted piano
YOU ARE READING
melancholy sounds
PoetryCome on now just read it. Don't worry it's not long..kinda sad though :/