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Chipping Keys

April 14, 2018
By Luminous_ GOLD, Auburn, California
Luminous_ GOLD, Auburn, California
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Favorite Quote:
Welcome to Trench

I’m one hundred years old,
but she doesn’t mind.
Me with my squeaking bench
and fading wood
and chipping keys
she loves me.
Passed down from generations
so that now,
I stand in the house of a person
who despite my age,
loves  to play me.

She sits down on my squeaking bench,
observes all of my faded wood,
and presses her fingers to my chipping keys.
She plays a melody.

The tears in her eyes threatened to overflow
like a waterfall of lost souls
but now,
she plays me,
and her eyes light up with joy
as the melody lifts her up once more,
and I wipe the tears from her eyes.

And as her smile begins to grow wide,
I wonder how I,
a piano with faded wood
and chipping keys
and a squeaking bench
can make someone so horribly sad,
feel alive again.

The author's comments:

This poem is written from the point of veiw of my piano. Music has always been there for me in my darkest moments, even when no one else was, and I decided to write about it. I feel like this feeling towards music is the same for many other people.

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on Apr. 22 2018 at 1:23 pm
karisuna PLATINUM, Pinellas Park, Florida
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Favorite Quote:
"The flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of them all." -The Emperor, Mulan

"Let go of anger, let go of pride, when you are bound by nothing, you go beyond sorrow." -Buddha

This poem is so beautiful! I love the figurative language and imagery,it brings the piano to life.

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