When you leave again for “reasons”,

Don’t expect me to wait for your return,

I have learnt my lesson through the seasons,

And now events will take a turn.


Perhaps it’s care that’s lacking,

Mountains of  emptiness are building,

When the limit is reached and I’m cracking,

The dove is no longer gliding.


Twas only an attachment they said,

An anonymous person online,

Someone who messed up your head,

Dangerous illusions wrapped in twine.


Everything is done and over now,

No more to contemplate, no more to cry,

To the computer screen, a quick adieu and a hasty ciao,

Perhaps it’s time I give work another try.


Speaking of Existence

Silence does not mean I do not listen,

Silence does not mean I cannot see,

Silence does not mean I am not here,

I exist.

 I can hear when you speak about me,

 I can see the stares you shoot at me,

I can sense your slight hostility at me,

I feel it all.

When I open my mouth,

When I begin to speak,

When I see the shock on the faces,

I smile.

I exist I say,

I hear you I say,

I see I say,

I speak.

Dear piano

My dear piano.

Our tuneful melody will play on,

I thought

To myself,

It can continue,

Our relationship,

It can be salvaged.

Six long years,

A journey of ups and downs,

 In my life.

Your importance,

 I never realized,

It pains me to know

That I am the cause of our parting,

This will be the last time.

I touch the ebony black and ivory white,

Memories embedded into the wood,

Tunes played everyday,

Until now.

I’ve seen a lot of bottom to top and top to bottom poems lately (I’m not sure what to call them), so I decided to write my own. It’s in need of a lot of work, but since I was going to write something about my last chance of performing with my piano, I decided to choose this “format.” I’m happy to say that I will be continuing to play piano (the whole quitting incident is over with now) and exploring the depths of Gershwin and Bach!