Place the instrument on the pavement
Slit its strings out of the blanket that blindens the world
String by strings pluck them until you hear this...
Rhythmic sounds travelling from heart, to my wrist to this machine of sorrow
Step at every acre, snapped every branch
Faster than the speed of light the horse and falcons fly beside the rainbow screaming in isolation, lavishing in successful battle
Slower they turn to see the darkness above the clouds
Tunes heartless storms the stars there glancing towards the instrument are my scars
Quickly again they fly across nations upon nations
Upon galaxies then the whole universe
Closed in one space
Reaching the last stop
Cello the brighter fellow
Weeping in honour of imaginations and castles of fantasy sitting upon the throne of agonizing cries
'I understand the emotions. You feel the same don't you? Black and white, Piano?'
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Decaying and Reviving Hope
Poesia#3 hot: #Reviving #1: wattap #1 hot: #wattpad Collections of poems and short stories exploring the different conflicts impacted and collected within her memory. An opened door to my sorrow and happiness, to my bitter-sweet affections that were hidd...
