Creation of a Masterpeice

Have you ever wondered what makes a musician pick they type of music they make? Well this is my interpretation of what might of happened to a certain lead singer of an 70-80's alternative band...

He was just a boy

Much too clever and coy

All that glitters and glows

Is all too flashy he knows

Bed head and hair dye

Makes for a black statement

Bites his lip in frustration

The red blood flows

Licks his lips

Tastes the iron

And appericates the look

He was just a teen

Somewhere stuck inbetween

A reason and a choice

He had already found a voice

A rebel with blackened eyes

Makes for medals worn proud

Writes his song in facination

The dark melodies pour

From his head

Feels like death

He's infatuated with the sound

He was just a man

Doing the best he can

To show the world his art

While others ripped him apart

The black shadow and red gloss

Makes for a obsession

Wears his expression with pride

They will always cheer

Stand in ovations

Acknowledge the applause

While he keeps his secrete

He was always a man so plain

Trying so hard in vain

To tell his story out loud

And preach to his crowds

Author's Note

Please ignore my spelling and grammar as always, thanks and enjoy :)

Reviews

[L'Amour De Musique]

This is a great piece of work, I like it :)

[A.r. Bazian]

i loved it!
so... touching...lost souls i guess... all in vain!
the price is too high...so we just let go of our dreams... slowly they die!
as do our own reasons to live... our reasons to give! we choke over our frustration and crumble with desolating disintegration of hopes... and whatever drive we have to exist as we are! we slowly fade away into shades of gray and whithering petals of desperation... that the ones who survive, do not find hope nor seek dreams...but rather fantasize about in hope... to find hope!
at least that happened to me!
the fraction of rhyme somehow seemed formed... i feel it occurred in certain parallel positions...i felt a flow... in contradiction to what "not your typical girl" said ... i find this one well structured... not your best but did somehow touch me...

[MissWordSmith]

hm...very confusing.
first you say he is a rebel, then u say he wanted to preach his ideas....
didn't flow too well.
also, some parts, though you got them to rhyme and have a dramatic effect,
they made no sense.,,

He was just a teen

Somewhere stuck inbetween

A reason and a choice

He had already found a voice

what did that mean>???