Upon the Chords

by HansRik   Jan 12, 2006


Upon the chords of dissonance,
Where all that exists is mere ignorance,
Is where I cry the memories of a bygone romance.

A song is heard in the distance, fragile,
The lovers' dance, strong, yet futile,
Intertwined in the notes of chance, so hostile.

There is a sweet melodious fall of water:
The rumours of a childish daughter
Crying the pain I cursed upon her slaughter.

A poised pathetic prelude
Played so putridly by a melancholy solitude,
Burnt in the ashes of ineptitude.

The echoes of a silent minuet,
A drop of time I want to forget,
A melody that exists as a repeated regret.

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  • 18 years ago

    by t. h a l l i d a y *

    Amazing .. your so good at writtin!!

    xox pixie

  • 18 years ago

    by Fighter (Ariane L.)

    Wow... im speechless.......

  • 18 years ago

    by Robert Gardiner

    Wonderful write my friend, great job!!!

  • 18 years ago

    by Gesselle Valle

    Hehehe...good one mike! lol

  • 18 years ago

    by Gesselle Valle

    Amazing my friend...como siempre tus poemas son muy bellos y buenos. Extranaba mucho tu poesia! Cuidate mucho mi amigo querido...un gran abrazo para ti.