Poet on the Piano
1 month ago, updated 1 month ago
Thank you for starting this up!
Here is a very rough piece. I usually NEVER rhyme so this was a bit of a challenge for me but I wanted to do something different. I don't have the skills of effortless rhyme like Michael :)
She is supposed to call me at ten til noon,
it's been one lonely week since our honeymoon.
Memories keep me seated like a steadfast prayer,
I can still taste the salt of oceans in her hair.
I hear knock after knock on my wooden door,
but none of them are who I've been waiting for.
I shout and scream at them to stop pounding,
they echo back the news that death is sounding.
My vision begins to bleed black and white,
how can I mourn when you promised me tonight?
Strangers tell me I need to begin to grieve,
how can they be so heartless, cold and naive?
You were a dream I could never indulge in,
Now I am lost, not recognizing my own skin.
You told me to wait so I patiently stayed here,
but my heart should never have been your frontier.