Memories of violins

inspiration, Music, Poetry, This and That

violins play duets
oblivious to the single
and lonely cello

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violins play on,
wailing the night hours away
prolonging first light

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…for melancholy
the sad violins shivered
shuddering their pain

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melodies so sweet
my filling heart could explode
in countless splinters

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inside closed eyelids
music can conquer the soul
all become as one

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magical fingers
set free tonal notes of gold
caress strings of steel

© Sometimes, 2016

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