Piano

pessimismpoet

I am just a piece of piano
Keys
The blacks and whites
Connect together
And make a wonderful
Song

Clefs on the paper of
The piano sheet
Makes the words
Alive with feelings
Telling it’s stories of
Chronicles

Sonnets
In poems
With music it
Turns into
A bird’s singing
A singer’s voice
Connected to people’s hearts

I am white
I can be black
Or just a
Pointless existence
Without people’s
Touch
Silence is the
Only thing I have
When I stood alone

  • Author: Siena (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 27th, 2018 00:49
  • Comment from author about the poem: Another piece of poem this is mainly about something complex and my feelings too
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 17
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Comments3

  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    Thanks SIENA ~ For posting a very beautiful & meaningful poem to lift all our Spirits in the Middle of a busy week ! The individual NOTES of a PIANO of themselves just produce on monotonous & plaintive note when stuck ~ BUT ~ taken together they produce a SYMPHONY ~ Amen In Life and Love the whole is ALWAYS better than the "Sum of the Parts" ! I work in a College and in each Course I put in my unit (Science or Maths etc) and my colleagues put in theirs and each Student receives a Holistic Education and is qualified to meet the World ~ individually we are just B & W notes but together we are a Concerto ! The same is true of Angela in her work as a PHYSIOTHERAPIST (which is highlighted in her poem today) she is just an important single (but essential) note in the National Health Service KEYBOARD ! Love your Poem it touches everything I will do today ! Thanks for caring & sharing ~ MORE PLEASE ~ Yours BRIAN (UK)

    • pessimismpoet

      Aw thx Brian for ur up lifting words u always encourage me to write more i am glad u like it

    • Heartwriter

      I really enjoyed this. Thanks for sharing.

    • Goldfinch60

      Very good write, the piano in our house rings out with wonderful sounds but it sounds so empty when left alone.

      • pessimismpoet

        Ya I use that feeling to write this poem thx for the nice words anyways



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