Plink, Plink, Plink.

by LadySpark

Published August 1, 2012

In Poems from Before I Was A Poet

Plink, Plink, Plink.

Sing us your song, because you can speak today.
Play us your melody.
We love to hear your words echoing through this lonley place,
making our memories.
Sing us a song of lonliness,
Sing us a song of happiness.
Sing us a tale of long forgotten princess,
sitting in their tower 
waiting, watching, knowing, growing...
Believing!

Plink, Plink, Plink.

The black and white keys are worn from your fingers,
bleeding through your tears.
Your eyes tell a story we can hardly see,
because that's the way we want to be.
Help the blind to see with your song,
help the quiet to breathe.
Because we're trapped under your hand,
and we're trapped quiet against the wind blowing
through your hair.

Plink, Plink, Plink.

Play us a song, make us forget,
enchant us to remember nothing.

Plink, Plink, Plink.

Your piano tells tales about your dreams,
tells everyone who you really are inside.
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ERZA
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ERZA wrote a review Review · Mar 31, 2013

Such a beautiful song you have wrote....
Hey, I am ERZA and since I liked your song I am going to review it....
The first thing I liked is that you have made this sound so magical!!!

Secondly,...this is so very much well balanced like everything is where it is supposed to be..

Thirdly, everything is tied very well to each other....everything is in sync..

Fourthly, love your idea to separate each verse with those plinks....makes the whole thing interesting...

Fifth, it has so many details....one an simply picture the whole stuff....

And lastly, Well done!!! Love your idea...good job keep writing and singing....:-):-):-)

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zephion
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zephion wrote a review Review · Aug 13, 2012

A cool idea. I enjoy the idea of a song about singing songs and just the simplicity of it. The fact that you want to witness something so grand that you can't remember anything of it is an awesome idea. Thanks for sharing this!



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