Within the hall where fragile voices blend,
A tale unfolds of hope and fractured dreams,
Where weary boys and men, who once condemned,
Now gather in the glow of music’s beams.
The Choral’s song, a gentle, rising tide,
Transforms the pain that shadowed every day,
And in the quiet notes that softly bide,
Are seeds of laughter, trust and light’s new way.
Though hardships echo through the silent night,
The choir’s passion stirs their souls awake,
Each boy discovers pride within the fight,
And healing chords the silence swiftly break.
So let the music soar, the choir ascend
In every heart, the song of hope won’t end.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: We went an saw the film "The Choral", it is about a choir being formed in the First World War, the choir was formed by ladies, boys waiting to be called up and those who were wounded in war. I found it a very powerful film and it showed how the healing power of music can bring people together.
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Comments2
A wonderful sonnet that speaks to the power of music and how it can heal. An inspirational piece. Nicely worded
Thank You soren. Yes the healing of music is so real.
Andy
You are most welcome Andy yes it works better than a kiss.
A lovely write Gold.
Thanks Orchi.
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