Artist
Do, re, mi
Do you still remember me?
I sat in front of my piano, wondering where the voice was coming from.
And I pondered, oh I pondered,
Who are you? And what do you want?
I heard nothing.
Not a single breeze of wind had whispered within my ear.
I began to play the sorrowful melodies of the Moonlight Sonata;
Each note began to linger and so were the memories the music bear.
It felt so heavy yet comforting,
T'was filled with misery yet t'was comely.
My hands danced with the melody oh so gracefully.
And so did my heart that was once filled with agony.
Do,
Do you remember me?
Whose heart reeked in passion and chased happiness endlessly?
Re
Reminisce the time where innocence was a spitting image of you.
You who knew nothing and craved for the knowledge of everything.
You, who had a glimpse of everything, and said everything seemed so depressing.
Mi
Misery, was what came when they took you away from me.
From the hands that touches black and white keys to hands that merely touch anything for the sake of fulfilling ones deed.
My soul bleeds, and tears started to fall.
Do Re Mi,
Do Remember Me.
Ah, the voice,
Came from within me;
It came from the artist that died inside me.
Copyright © Reighis Lenwil | Year Posted 2020
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