Which Came First? Music Or The Misery

by Beautiful Chaos   Nov 13, 2007


Who turned the radio on?
My heart breaking to a melody,
Nimble fingers,
Strumming tears.

Was there always a song,
Or is this where music came from?
Heart ripping,
Euphoric,
Love.

We all know,
We've all felt,
We've all heard,
Such prophetic compositions.

A song for every feeling,
But to be remembered,
For that you must evoke passion,
Brilliant memories.

Life is our rhythm of creation,
All things grow,
And experience molds them,
Music is an outlet.

Sweet release,
Disconnect,
Or reconnect,
A jack of all trades.

I don't know if I hurt more,
But those words gave me comfort,
To know someone felt my pain,
And understood.

Anguish was my mistress,
But music,
Oh sweet music,
She was my savior.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Beautiful Chaos

    Another great comment showing they have taken the time to really read the piece of work they are commenting on

  • 17 years ago

    by NeferNoir

    Wow! An impressive write.. The first stanza already blew me away and I am truly captivated by the rest of the poem..

    I don't know if I hurt more,
    But those words gave me comfort,
    To know someone felt my pain,
    And understood.

    Goodness! You have a flair in expressing emotions. This poem somehow leaves a deep impression on me and I find it amazing that you can extract such a tormenting emotion and expressed it beautifully in the poem...

    A really beautiful write... 5/5! (:

  • 17 years ago

    by Allison

    Wonderful poem! It flowed nicely and read well. Keep up the good work. *5/5*

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