A Stormy Beginning

It is a beginning that makes it feels like an end..

When the skies turn grey

And all the sounds fade

Playing the piano becomes

So painful and frustrating

Empty notes

Mechanical keys

Panicked movements

Scattered thoughts

 

Its like drowning

In the deep ocean

Where no sunlight reaches

Dark and lonely

Its frightening

 

Even when I pound the keys

Even when I yell the sounds

Even when I am hanging

Onto each note so desperately

How is it that

I can’t hear my own playing?

My own sound?

 

Sometimes, I wonder

Wht the piano doesn’t answer to me

Like it used to before…

 

And when I stop playing,

My trembling hands retreat,

My breath paralysed,

My heart hurting,

I wonder why a simple

Smile on your lips

Makes everything so meaningful again…

 

And when the dark meets the light

The golden turns green

The spring shines

I see the once dark path

Illuminated by countless stars

Shining just like your sparkling eyes

 

Eyes that hold my gaze

In a warm embrace

Eyes that say

This is no end,

     Just a stormy beginning….

 

 

 

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Dust That Drifts Throug..]

I love this poem of yours. The metaphors bring life to your poem.

[Moonlight]

Thanks willow :) I really appreciate your review!

[Hiroshi Masters]

First of all WOW! You know i use to have piano lessons long ago but I stopped cuz sum personal stuff. Anyway I can relate to it! I like how u used it as a metaphor and u made it sound depressing. Awesome !

[Moonlight]

Thanks Hiroshi! I am really glad that you liked. :)

[Not here]

i like this poem alot even though i dont play piano. i can still relate to it in some ways. good job :)

[Moonlight]

I don't play it either... :P
Thanks Dante. It really means a lot. :)

[Not here]

no problem :)

[Emily]

I love it!
The first line was great!
Keep it up!

[Moonlight]

Thanks Emily. I really appreciate it. :)