The Loss

Poem of hidden meaning. Not the obvious.

Mourning the loss of the

last post, I silently

recalled the beauty

of its sound.

My tears flowed as the metal

stole my talent. With the

throbbing of the

cuts, still it

played.  As I cursed my

fate, their smiles were

Triumphant.

 

 

 

Author's Note

ignore grammar and spelling, what do you think it means, what images do you see