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I choose to love you in silence, for in silence I find no rejection. I choose to love you in loneliness, for in loneliness no one owns you but me... Rumi

 

 

Ghosts of Love

in funeral air
colourless grief bleeds
                               like a memorial of ravens

she sits alone on a stool
in an empty bar -
                          but the pianists plays 

with each touch of the key,
her tears fall, lips quiver
dripping down her face -
                                    mascara discolouring them black
            like muddy puddles
                                    on tip of scarlet lips

the more he strokes keys,
the more her sorrow spills -
                                        she hopes he will stop,
                                        but his melody continues 

a melancholic musing of tones
in shades of sentimental sorrows

misplaced in music
her mind drifts in memories -
                                           she was his mahogany violin 
                                           he her ivory flute

                                           God the composer

if they had the chance
tongues would sing a million songs
receive an abundance of ovations

some notes on song sheets
can play to heavy
some too mellow

some remain blank-
like her heart
hollow, 
          soundless, 
                         abandoned

without lyrics, there is no music,
ghosts of love bring no joy

so there is no 
                   orchestra of dreams

his voice forever silent
                                like her tears ruining 
                                                              her foundation
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Jones Avatar
February 22, 2024 at 8:11 AM
This is so creative and beautiful even if somber. I enjoyed all the musical references and the way you put this together. Very unique and clever! I love ALL the lines but especially. without lyrics, there is no music, ghosts of love bring no joy so there is no orchestra of dreams Bravo Silent One!
Kendrick Avatar
February 22, 2024 at 5:19 AM
Ahhh!!! Sad one. Grief penned in a very creative and unique way. Thanks for sharing this winner with us. Congrats on the win, hoping it is not a personal fresh happening that brought on the work. Sara K
Hind Avatar
January 22, 2024 at 10:11 AM
I know this is about grief, but it's still magical. Lovely writing...
Stark Avatar
January 18, 2024 at 4:10 AM
Beautiful
Rodrigues Avatar
January 17, 2024 at 6:56 PM
Love this emotive write. I can picture her after the funeral, having a drink, tears running down her face as she listens to the pianist. Well done, Silent!
Kendrick Avatar
January 17, 2024 at 5:04 PM
Ohhhh!! Sad one. Death is so final and painful. You have expressed it very well. Thanks for sharing your feelings with us. Sara K
Herrick Avatar
January 17, 2024 at 4:00 PM
A "memorial of ravens" sets the tone and strikes the first chord with me, then, the music builds. The memories and life of the music taken over by the ghost of love. But the fondness could not outweigh the longing in symphonic loneliness. This absolutely an incredible way to describe grief and it's accompanying instrumentation. One of my all time favorites. This is a great week for the World from you Poet Masters.
Sharma  Avatar
January 17, 2024 at 9:24 AM
Oh gosh, dear Silent One, this is surely oke of my most FAVs from you, it's so emotional and aching with symphonies that synchronise in the rhythm of melancholic love.. So heart-touching and soul stirring with vivid descriptions within few words.. You've just said it all in a very profound essence and I just can't get over how delicately it proceeds.. It's said, sometimes grief connects two souls, meant to heal through each other's presence. There are so many lines here that are so moving & deep
Sharma  Avatar
January 17, 2024 at 9:26 AM
I must say, that this poem holds a painstaking ambience.. "misplaced in music her mind drifts in memories -she was his mahogany violin he her ivory flute", "God the composer" Ahh, very artistically crafted.. And that ending too... Absolutely loved reading this.
Rhymes Avatar
January 17, 2024 at 7:15 AM
Very nice as always .
Andresen Avatar
January 17, 2024 at 7:03 AM
- She has a deep sorrow ... her memories are torn up by the music ... a painful image of her, S.O. - hugs ?
Rolland Avatar
January 17, 2024 at 6:30 AM
great emotion from the poem, and musical too, this is deeply touching like amusic, thanks poet
Pandit Avatar
January 17, 2024 at 6:00 AM
---she sits alone on a stool in an empty bar -but the pianists plays --like her heart hollow, soundless, abandoned--your words reach depth of emotions, my friend. I like your Rumi quote--skillfully illustrated in this poem, SO.
Mcintosh Avatar
January 17, 2024 at 5:41 AM
sad and beautiful all at once, a startling light falls gently, beckoning to the soul, the soul who knows your muse is beyond my expressing... beautiful and sad and brilliant, a wonderful without conclusion. Love to you always, God bless you, Gina
Empress Avatar
January 17, 2024 at 5:28 AM
This is so touching and so beautiful! It made me tear up! One of my most fave poems written by you, the soft yet deep flow of emotions and descriptions truly touched my soul and made me sigh! And the video goes well with the poem. The storytelling is so vivid that i can see through your words, this character, and her loneliness and being hit by music, music does that to so many, i just felt the depth of these two souls cosmically and spiritually entwined and how God is the composer of music
Empress Avatar
January 17, 2024 at 5:30 AM
Within their souls and hearts. My fave lines in this should be “ she was his mahogany violin he her ivory flute God the composer” wow! That left me breathless and aching! “if they had the chance tongues would sing a million songs receive an abundance of ovations” i felt this so very much too! Sigh! How touching poignant and moving is this romantic poem that depicts longing grief and fate and how it plays, and unfolds things. Its another new one for me in my list of faves from you! Love this! This is impeccable
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