Melody
Melody
Climax
within the pure sounds
of a wonderful melody
of many years standing
source of vitality.
Monotonous droning
of melancholically sinking staves
happy face in minor key
of years I’ve lived
this melody.
Practicing makes perfect
Dropping and rising
and sometimes playing out of tune
taking up the dread once more
tuning and retuning strings.
My body is worn out
too many times retuned and played
loud discords are ringing out
through nostalgic efforts
to play a diffident melody.
Climax
within the pure sounds
of a wonderful melody
of many years standing
source of vitality.
Monotonous droning
of melancholically sinking staves
happy face in minor key
of years I’ve lived
this melody.
Practicing makes perfect
Dropping and rising
and sometimes playing out of tune
taking up the dread once more
tuning and retuning strings.
My body is worn out
too many times retuned and played
loud discords are ringing out
through nostalgic efforts
to play a diffident melody.
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| Auteur: Nette | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Cartooneke | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 27 augustus 2002 | ||
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