Such as the moonlight sonata,Sad and full of ache,
No sight for the author,
Yet, he felt everything.
Liberation through vibration,
The notes spill from his heart,
They longed for a home,
And found rest in his song.
It is amazing,
To tell of heartbreak,
Without saying a word,
The empty chambers, exposed.
For those that can hear the epic,
You share the story,
You feel the ache,
Woe is the song.
By Badilisho
http://ibwriting.blogspot.com
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