Broken Musician Poem by JR Cuyam

Broken Musician

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The night is cold and the sky is empty
Motionless, all around me is dreary
Couldn't make a sound with my piano
Its keys, like my heart, are broken too
Took my guitar, my favorite instrument
To sing my lungs out with tears of sentiment
But it's wretched and useless like the piano
Its strings, like my heart, are broken too
You came to me with a resurrecting melody
That breathed a warble into my cold heart
Like a music that musicians would love to play
You're astonishing, you're a breathtaking art
Everyday with you was like a concert
Sonorous and happy- -lost in your comfort
But just like music and songs, the have beginning and ending
You waived your unmellifluous goodbye and left lamed- I'm dying
Now lonely and deafened by the sound of deformity
Unable to piece together every broken part of me

Wednesday, March 30, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: broken,music
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Anne Yun 31 March 2016

it reminds me of the movie Chicken with Plums, the man in the movie put all love melodies into his violin, and creat beautiful musics. Emerson said that all pleasures can't compare with love's pains. you have writen this poem and i am sure you can also create more beautiful arts. Sometimes with one I love, I fill myself with rage, for fear I effuse unreturn'd love; But now I think there is no unreturn'd love- the pay is certain, one way or another; (I loved a certain person ardently, and my love was not return'd; Yet out of that, I have written these songs.) - Walt Whitman

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Galina Italyanskaya 31 March 2016

A sad story, nicely written. Looks like a circle: broken heart-resurrection-broken heart...

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Charles Malcolm 31 March 2016

Moving poem. I like the imagery.

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C. P. Sharma 31 March 2016

Rewind the strings and reset the keys and play the enchanting tunes. Well composed.

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Lorraine Colon 31 March 2016

I believe love is a symphony that plays in us. The deeper our love, the more glorious and amplified it becomes. When love departs, the music stops and the silence becomes deafening. Your poem explains this so well. When the heart is broken, so are all the instruments. The music can no longer play. The analogies you use are very effective - the keys of the piano, and the strings of the guitar, like your heart, were also broken, and can no longer produce the music. Very well written.

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Ibtissam Ibrahim 31 August 2023

that's good poem .. congratulation

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Bharati Nayak 10 August 2020

The night is cold and the sky is empty Motionless, all around me is dreary Couldn't make a sound with my piano Its keys, like my heart, are broken too Took my guitar, my favorite instrument- - - The sadness of a broken heart has been expressed profoundly in this touching write.

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Michael Walker 08 August 2019

A lost love, of which you write, can be quite devastating and hard to endure. A very emotional poem, which succeeds through sincerity and the brilliant extended metaphor of music.

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Pamela Sinicrope 01 January 2017

Go together so well. You did a nice job of evoking the mood with your image and then the figurative musical language flowed so well...like a great melancholy ballad. Nice Job. Thanks for sharing.

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Richard Wlodarski 08 December 2016

You have captured the essence of heart break in a most profound and prolific manner. This Is Poetry! And would make a great song! Keep up the great work!

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