For many years I heard a simple tune;
The instruments of life numbered a few,
A cello, a drum, and an old bassoon,
I was content, no other song I knew:
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A single day the whole ensemble changed;
One cello became a string orchestra,
For one drum four timpani were exchanged,
The sounds flowed with some sacred formula:
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Notes in harmonious complexity,
Gave color to my world once so dark;
A life in euphonious clemency,
But not for me did this sweet music bark:
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What if I chose the other Melody?
Instead I listened to your symphony.
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Shackled Sonnets: A Collection of Poems
PoetryA collection of sonnets about that which I shall never have. A girl I love, but she loves another. I have only recently been reading and writing poetry because of her, so hopefully, my writing will get better as time goes on. Check back for a new so...
