His Dark Melody

He lies awake with sleep deprived again
Until he reaches out to grab his violin
To play his dark melody that tells of every sin
To reveal every agony
With a cruel rythm and bloody harmony

He expresses his haunted soul

With every bell that dares to toll

Grieving for the love that he will forever long
While playing this dead song

He shall play long after the candles are gone

But his dark melody will end with the dawn

A contest entry

~Wounded Violin~ Dark Photo Prompt Contest by Sanguinarius. 700 points, ended August 27, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest

I know it isn't good just give me pointers on what to fix. It was the best I could do with writers block.

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Sanguinarius
August 11, 2008
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I absolutely adore these lines "To reveal every agony
With a cruel rhythm and bloody harmony He expresses his haunted soul" Oh how this reminds me of myself , although poetry not a violin , is my instrument of choice. This piece speaks to me. Excellent job ~Bret~
- spilt ink
  August 16, 2008
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  i'm glad you liked it. I was a little worried about it until i got good feedback on it from you and a few others. Thank you. S.I.