[Lubesh]

I can hum quietly,
but it won’t be long
Till a descant shall
vent my anger.
A silent solo is not my song.
My lyrics will bray
and make cross the bridges of etiquette
with an inharmonious
choral display and strike
tone deaf ears oblivious to,
screeching heartbreak.
It will cry and reverberate,
without fine tuning
for decency’s sake,
or fair balance.
No more buttons can you press
to rewind or still pause
the venomous raptures in broken
strummed chords,
They will play where you
sit, inside your head.

[Lubesh]

Ok semi sukky and flagrant use of a theme.

[RENA HANDS]

Melodious You may Not be, but Brilliantly creative You certainly Are! (5/5!)

I cannot decide which imagery I love best…

My lyrics will bray
and make cross the bridges of etiquette…

It will cry and reverberate,
without fine tuning
for decency’s sake,...

They will play where you
sit, inside your head.

[Lubesh]

Pick a note ha thanks

[Vorcla]

I like the way to counterpose the musical terms with images of discord and dissonance. The imagery as always is wonderful. Nicely done.

[Lubesh]

Thanks....dissonance ..coudln't think beforelol