Music

Disappearance

Singing out

No one’s around
Not a single soul
I’m free on my own
Free, unbound
I open my voice
I sing out loud
Songs of my past
Songs of my last
Weaving lyrical anomalies
Absurd yet sane
Treading on melodic harmonies
I sing loud
I sing loud

The girl with the guitar

Everyday

In the club

She played

The guitar

Sitting on a stool

Plucking the strings

Lost in the music

She played songs soulful

That spoke of silent stories

Heart wrenching melodies

Touching hearts everyday

People came again and again

To listen to her enchanting music

Wondered why she never sang

But they came daily nevertheless

Her music was hard to miss

The silent star she was

Pretty in heart and soul

Muted forever by fate unmerciful

Awakening

Sweaty palms

Shivering legs

Head bowed low

Cowering vow

Small steps

Threateningly little

She stands on stage

Raises her head

Microphone in hand

The shivers at bay

Her voice comes out clear

Booming and loud

The melody raises, falls

Beautiful in rhythm

Maybe just the start

The awakening of a millennium