I am unseen, hardly unheard

Through bitter and through sweet

Melodies portrayed, rehearsed 

And Harmonies that give seat 

            To the grandiose contradiction.

My sound staggers and sways

Leading lines legatto

Softly seeing resolutions fade

And abruptly forte the foe

           The fantastic contradiction.

Between the sweet and the bitter

Between Harmony and Chaos

I am here with my guitar

I pour my soul, my splendour.


This poem is about: 
Our world


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