Did the strings break
Or the melody die out
Were they so complex
The words and sounds?
Composing emotions
Did you fall into the trap
Of raking memories
Kept under a wrap?
Now here’s a whimper
There a mad laughter
Grief from the past
Rises in dark spectre!
Thank you so much to Aneesha for this lovely poem. It’s wonderful to see grief turned into art. You can see more lovely pieces from Aneesha, here.
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Photo by Evee
Go gently.
Wonderful piece!!
“Unforgettable memories made during your life
make the best songs and music
comprising our lives defining the magic of joy comprising happiness
_-Van Prince
Thank you so much for featuring my words.
More than welcome 🙏 it’s our honour to host you on our blog xx
Beautiful writing
I don’t recall anyone asking to record my mad laughter?
Hugs
This poem captures the tone and unpredictability of grief.
I so agree 🙏
Beautiful poem 💙🦋🙏
Isn’t it just 😍 Aneesha is so talented x
Really really good.
💜gentle nose nudges💜