MY LIFE IS A SONG !

My life is song,

and it started so sweet.

Had a rhyme and reason,

every note did form

perfect and pure.

For when the song the lord started

sure did seem so right;

but some where along the way

it has lost all beauty and charm.

Cause no more does it sound so sweet

and it seems so wrong!



The notes are harsh
and words dont rhyme .

my life is a song,

but beautiful no more

There is pain and sorrow

but no beauty in this pathos

just the harsh reality of it all:

My life is a song

and my song a failure!


The art of my hand was to create music in all its harmony:

but now when i hear it

sonorous and sore it doth sound.

like a song of silence,

a picture of the wretched,

a wreath to all that is sublime,

it is an ode to the dead;

As i thus walk amidst

the ghosts of the past;

that keep me company ,

in this the song i sing.

and the lyre they play,

keeps the beat to the tune:

the tune of my song,

my song, an ode to the dead!



My life is a song,

of the dead thus walking,

i am that dead,

the corpse am i !

and i dance to my own tunes

but for how long i am unsure.

so please o' lord have mercy o' majesty,

give grace to this, my life ;

and put an end to this song!!



V .Tejaswini

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