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A broken melody
Holds a key
Deep within the chords
Of a rundown piano,
Where I used to play
A song of relief,
Remembering.

While browsing the pieces
Of my song book
I write.
Turning the pages,
Scribbling a note,
So I could bring back
A song,
That once played
The keys to my heart

With a resounding tone
As I recall every song
I have played
with my piano,
So blissfully,
So wistfully,
That I almost forgot
What it really means,
To be alive...
While performing,
While listening,
A broken melody.
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Do you know what it means to be alive?

I've been playing the piano since high school (more or less 5 years now) but I still don't know how to read notes. LOL! Yeah, I guess that's how it is. I rely heavily on chords and piano tabs. This is the reason why I made this poem... I've always been searching for the right chord, the right tone of a song that will complete... my own piece, my broken melody.

Vito Cruz, Manila
February 22, 2008
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I wish I could play the piano! you write as if it's an escape of sort to a wistful dream, very far from the grip of reality.

Feeling everything, joy and suffering, and being able to express yourself is being alive...
Can't think of anything to say at the moment! ^^;

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To DO is to BE.
- Socrates
To BE is to DO.
- Plato
DOBEDOBEDO.
- Sinatra :boogie:

~bahayngfilipino :devPinay-Pinoy:
Well you can if you really want to. I taught myself how to play, I don't know how to read notes though. I just rely on piano tabs. Haha. Yeah, sorta like that. I can't of anything as well. Sometimes I'm in my own little world too much that reality and fantasy is the same for me now.

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Some people say they haven't yet found themselves. But the self is not something one finds; it is something one creates.
i love it:)

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ever wonder about PERFECTION?
if there is a perfect man,
women would love God less...
because they would love the man more...
wow... it's like a song accompanied by the melodious piano notes... :heart:

yeah..., to be alive means to bleed and feel the pain of reality. it makes you feel that you are more human...

i really love your poetry! :heart:

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:blackrose:i can give up my backbone and become a gelatin...:blackrose:

proud member of *LongDistanceLove
I like the violin and drums more though! ;P

--
To DO is to BE.
- Socrates
To BE is to DO.
- Plato
DOBEDOBEDO.
- Sinatra :boogie:

~bahayngfilipino :devPinay-Pinoy:
Yeah.....love it.And songs accompanied by melodious notes rock!
salamat! ^_^

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Some people say they haven't yet found themselves. But the self is not something one finds; it is something one creates.
Thanks! Yup, they sure do.

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Some people say they haven't yet found themselves. But the self is not something one finds; it is something one creates.
Thanks! Ah yes the dark sides of life. To feel hurt and anguish, having problems makes life more interesting.

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Some people say they haven't yet found themselves. But the self is not something one finds; it is something one creates.
Yeah, most people prefer guitars or drums anyway... but most musicians would know that the piano is the most versatile of them all. A keyboardist can be a lead, rhythm, bass or even be the drums by synths and effects. So yeah, the piano rocks! haha. ^_^

Also, pianists are said to be good with their hands. LOL! XD

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Some people say they haven't yet found themselves. But the self is not something one finds; it is something one creates.

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