Chapter 8 - Soundless Lullaby

Soundless Lullaby


Souls are like a symphony
That cannot be heard by you or me.
Every action outside our hearts
Adds to all the bits and parts.

Fight and hate makes a dischord,
Like steel against a shining sword.
Happiness and joy just ring,
Sweeter than best voice can sing.

Longing, sweet and melancholy,
Star-crossed lovers' fatal folly.
Hope, a shining melody,
Glowing bright for all to see.

Can you hear it if you try?
Like a soundless lullaby.
Playing, singing in our souls,
Far beyond the mind's controls.

Pain, a low and bitter note,
Like a misbegotten quote.
Sorrow, lamenting, makes a cry,
Echoing a heart saying good-bye.

Love? A soft and ringing sound
That can be heard by all around.
Friendship? Can you hear its chord?
From shared hearts it comes, outpoured.

Listen here, don't you cry,
To this soundless lullaby.
Tinkling in our hearts
Every time a soul must part.




Inspired by the line "In my field of paper flowers, with candy clouds of lullaby" in an Evanescence song. Don't ask me why. XD For some reason, it set off this whole poem, which also freed my writer's block. Chapter 15 of "Magik?" is done! ^_^ The last poem was inspired by just the light and dark part of the fourth stanza, which was the first I wrote. Weird how that works out: in this one, the last stanza was the one I wrote first. That often seems to happen: I'll write one part of the poem, then write the rest around it.

I like the idea of souls having sounds. I mean, they supposedly have auras and colors, right? So, why not sounds? The way I think of it is that emotions and our friends are like notes in a song or a chord, and the way they fit together determines how we act. Or they can be puzzle pieces, filling in the missing parts of our hearts.

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