Tonight

An agitated heart...

Don't thrum those chords of sorrow tonight,

gone is all my anguished past,

and who knows what tomorrow holds out.

The bounds of past and future blurred,

who knows if dawn will ever break.

Futile this dreary existence -

but no,

it's possible to be good tonight.

Don't thrum those chords of sorrow tonight,

recall those tales of gloom,

or lament over your fate.

Don't let dread of the future haunt your mind,

nor shed tears over days gone by,

Don't now ask how things went awry,

for I am alone with all complaining,

So no more those tales of sorrow -

not tonight...

Reviews

[Jinx's Heart]

Such a deep, sorrowful piece despite the poem's own words: "Don't thrum those chords of sorrow tonight..."
It's as if the chords are already playing as the writer is trying to hide within himself to avoid the pain. This piece had me thinking and I appreciate that in writings. Nice poem.