So I sit
here alone, on this piano bench.
My heart
weeps for the past, in a dusty wrench.
My fingers
are ready to play, ready to tease!
These ivory
and these tidy ebony keys.
I softly
press the notes, not hitting them at all.
The gostly
pain is now threatening to fall.
A solitary
tear trickle down my cheek!
In this
empty room, so gloomy and bleak.
So I sit
here, engrossed by weeping sound.
Fluttering
keys bounce up and down.
Fusion of
notes crack from the winter cold!
Blowing
dreams we used to share and hold.
Dust sinks
in my bones, caught in my gown.
All the
memories of us are bitterly drown.
Rhythmic
tunes try to sooth my pain!
Nothing’s
left but silence, but complain.
Black and
white keys placed in front of me.
Make my
heart moan with bitter melody.
The seeds
of our love still ring in my heart!
It was a
short breath, destined to forever last.
