The Melody Of A MusicianA Poem by shewritesWe play the music of our livesI am the musician, the thoughts play the music of my mind. The chorus repeats itself, the beat is my cry. We all are musicians, musicians of our lives. Whether we repeat a familiar lyric or succeed the same song, we each have a melody humming within us, to each our own songs. Wanting to sing, waiting to pour out a unique melody. A dancing line of words, string of passion, tickling with pain. To each person a melody is different. a melody is not a song. You see, a musician has many choices, a musician can play with no wrong. He can choose to string the words of regret, hate and pain. Expressing and revealing a agonizing feeling harmonizing within. He can choose to spring out cheers or even uncover his overwhelming fears. You may repeat a chorus, you may repeat a song. But remember you are the musician and not your song. Your melody is within you. The artist of your unlimited passions and creations. Your melody is unlimited, you can choose what you play. Be weary of what you display. What songs you practice may affect you, they can create or destroy. Your music is contagious, your music is heard. We all create a symphony, choose to Contribute a song worth playing, a chorus meant to say. Remember you don’t need to put down your instrument. You are always free to create a new song. 1 month ago © 2011 shewritesReviews
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2 Reviews Added on September 15, 2011 Last Updated on September 15, 2011 AuthorshewritesGrantsville, UTAboutI have such a love for poetry. Writing poetry has been such a help and escape in my life. My writings are generally about my depression, eating disorder and addiction. more..Writing
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