Intro
Bliss of breeze gusted in the open air
Air misty lodged in nightly beauty bliss
Ahead raced eerie echoes of darkness
Darkness scared of the sun partner waxing ahead
Alone I breathed a lone sole
Sole with the piano alone.
Do
Chords stormed the aura floating
Floating rhythms in the cuddles of chords
Slowly -told soothing mild melodies
Melodies in bright beauties lying slowly
On keen keynotes in bold blacks
Blacks nurtured in flat whites switched-on.
Re
Fingers fled in controlled crescendos
Crescendos tunes mystical dipped in fingers
I remembered our first day…
Day one of our hearty stitch, you and I…
Accidents ran amidst the blacks and the…
The keys reminded the pinching pains and accidents.
Mi
Sustained rumbling dwelt on mighty strikes
Strikes of the bass line in a fainted sustained
Of wars in the minds of warriors
Warrior’s dreams are no less made of
Fated life or death, victory certain uncertain
Uncertain certain victory, death or life fated.
Fa
Soft touch breezed in a strange silence
Silence strings dual and soft
Peace fueled my confused spirited loss
Loss of comfort in mutual bones for peace
Clustered vibrations lulled fainted sounds
Sounds skillfully clustered.
So
Hasty fingers stole into my thoughtful forte
Forte of a wounded life, restless and hasty
Tears flowed and trailed the soul beats
Beats protruded with itching tears
And I cried in wails
Wails melded in reverberating notes and …
La
Thoughts of mother culled in calmed notes
Notes cascading in pools of throbbing thoughts
Softly on watered dreams and fantasies
Fantasies staggering in rhythms softly
Sad arpeggios scaled in broken octaves
Octaves twisted sour and sad.
Ti
Allegros melds grew wild and fine
Fine andantes flattened the chords in allegros
Escaped clefs painted my visions
Visions past, once bound and escaped
Again, in rhythms of reveries lost
Lost to start fresh and again.
Do
Chords stormed the aura floating
Floating rhythm in the cuddles of chords
Slowly -told soothing mild melodies
Melodies in bright beauties lying slowly
On keen keynotes in bold blacks
Blacks nurtured in flat whites switched-on.
End
Slippery keys plagued my played end
End of the music slimy and slippery
Left in a bloated clouds of moods
Moods switches on the right and the left
Leaving me and the haunted surges
Surges singeing my cowardly leaving.
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