![]() Monsieur ChopinA Poem by Nima.Hope![]() From Nima to dear Frederic![]() ![]() Yes,
You were there When I was in grief When no words could endure Transforming what I meant Yet, you talked to me Although you had enough on your own So now I am talking to you As you are in the sky Hanging out in the heavens Where your lungs do not suffer Where I can see you there, Talking to Liszt, laughing with Mozart And learning from Beethoven While Schubert pours himself wine While Strauss plays with his mustache I hear you still, through your tears In the "Funeral March" I hear you complain of ignorance Through the rises and falls of "Ballade No 1 in G Minor" Do you remember the starry night When no ears would hear me, Yet, you accompanied me By your Nocturnes? I was flattered when I saw paintings of you Playing it among the royals One of my sweet memories, Is when I saw you dancing I heard you laughing When "Grand Waltz" was Your messenger to me I don't know if you Follow the news on earth But I can give you one And that is the fact that Your tomb will never be empty of flowers Even for a single day In heaven, send my greetings To Delacroix, to Hugo And let Delacroix immortalize Your companionship of the geniuses Frederic, while you are there Wish me good luck To finally reach the point Where I can hear you with my own hands When the piano bursts into tears When the notes are all ears © 2023 Nima.HopeAuthor's Note
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15 Reviews Added on May 6, 2023 Last Updated on May 10, 2023 Author![]() Nima.HopeVienna, AustriaAboutA Literature Lover, a bookworm, a music lover,mostly piano fan. I have been involved with poetry since I was 7 but now I've started to publish my poems in a website. I really admire you commenting o.. more..Writing
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