Music Silenced
Music Silenced
Songs of one's life time
drift on - without soul.
There is no tune that can carry.
Lyrics - but empty words,
words that lie upon pages,
pages without a voice to enlighten.
Spirit, in search of a wave,
light years lost to soundlessness,
songs, never to be sung, never to be heard.
Life, lived among silent cords,
cords that strangle the essence
of one's, life's aria, one's composition.
B. J. "A" 2
August 31, 2011
Copyright © William J. Jr. Atfield | Year Posted 2012
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