A poem about a song I wrote on the piano. Not lyrics persay, but merely inspiration.


My Piano Cries Ellya

Ellya

Ellya

My keys oh so softly play

Ellya

Ellya

Where have you gone today?

Ellya

Ellya

Now I may see you, yes?

Ellya

Ellya

There are things I confess

Ellya

Ellya

Why are all alone

Can you not see

That every tree

Could not sway with a breeze

That could come close to whispering

Ellya

Ellya

Come back to me my dear

Ellya

Ellya

My fingers are splashed with tears

Ellya

Ellya

Lights on illuminate

Ellya

Ellya

Isn't it great? My dear

Ellya

Ellya

With our decaying light

Sweet memory, goodnight

Foreshadow shadowing

Dusk biting spite, my dead

Ellya



Poetry by weirdzarun
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Written on 2007-01-20 at 02:31

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that is my idea of wooohing....I hope she gets to read it, or even better, hear it. Too cool and that picture of yours makes me smile out loud!lol

You have sean connery's, you know, the original james bonds eyes.

grinning at you,

Tai
2007-01-20



that is my idea of wooohing....I hope she gets to read it, or even better, hear it. Too cool and that picture of yours makes me smile out loud!lol

You have sean connery's, you know, the original james bonds eyes.

grinning at you,

Tai
2007-01-20