On The Road

On The Road

A Poem by April

Thin sound heart-strings
Are already tuned.
Daisy, we're parting,
As I am leaving soon.
Drums, guitars...
Restless stars
Chase change and motion
In search for world renown.
And when I cross the ocean,
You'll feel a little down.
But I am gone.
So, please, hold on.

 

Yes, your heart explodes,
But my life is shows,
Music, concerts, benders
With all my rocking friends.
My true home is roads,
If you love me so,
You will quell your anger,
Await me till the end
Again.

 

Life is a hurry -
Days and weeks have passed.
Daisy, don't worry,
As I am back at last.
But soon I'll leave,
And, please, don't grieve.

 

Yes, your heart explodes,
But my life is shows,
Music, concerts, benders
With all my rocking friends.
My true home is roads,
If you love me so,
You will quell your anger,
Await me till the end.

 

You can't deprive me
Of all this drive.
Music is all my life.

 

Yes, your heart explodes,
But my life is shows,
Music, concerts, benders
With all my rocking friends.
My true home is roads,
If you love me so,
You will quell your anger,
You'll wait for me.

 

Yes, your heart explodes,
But my life is shows,
Music, concerts, benders
With all my rocking friends.
My true home is roads,
If you love me so,
You will quell your anger,
Await me till the end.
Again.

© 2010 April


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Reviews

I really loved the flow of it, the "beat" per say. I felt like I was listening to a song.
I liked not only the story you tell us, but the story of the structure of the poem itself. It is very well versed and laid out.
At first I didn't know if I liked the fourth line of the "chorus" persay,
"Music, concerts, benders,
with all my rocking friends." For some reason with how mature and flowing the rest of the poem was, that sort of seemed off-- but then I realized that I think thats why it fits in. It shows his immaturity.
Favorite verse was that imagery at the beginning:
Thin sound heart-strings
Are already tuned.
Daisy, we're parting,
As I am leaving soon.
Drums, guitars...
Restless stars
Chase change and motion
In search for world renown.


I don't know if you're a musician, but I think a song needs to be written from this poem.
Great work April. 100/100
-Ashes

Posted 14 Years Ago


i loved the first stanza especially the lines "Thin sound heart-strings Are already tuned. " and "Drums, guitars... Restless stars" which give the allusion that music is life. excellent, well done.

Posted 15 Years Ago



Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

118 Views
2 Reviews
Rating
Added on February 12, 2010
Last Updated on February 12, 2010

Author

April
April

St. Petersburg, Russia



About
April – Creating to Destroy “I'm wild and sometimes even heartless-can-be, I'm fond of collecting illusions to ruin, I'm breaking the rules life has written for me, "Create to destro.. more..

Writing
Loneliness Loneliness

A Poem by April