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Poem: The Piano

Posted by psychoblob from Cardiff - Published on 28/01/2014 at 12:17
1 comments » - Tagged as Creative Writing, Music, People

  • The Piano

As my fingers dance along the keys,
And the clear smooth sound is released,
I think of the passion locked away inside,
Under these black and white keys.

The musical notes dance around in my head,
Flowers of creativity bloom,
The sound of a thousand chords and sounds,
Leap around the room.

The sunshine glares on the sheet music,
But I continue to play,
My hands moving slowly from left to right,
I could keep at this all day.

The one place where I can express myself,
Through many songs and sounds,
My personality shows in my music,
And in my heart, music is found.

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HRHurley

HRHurley

Commented 27 months ago - 30th January 2014 - 12:27pm

:O wow you're a GREAT poet...

...as I have said many times before.

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