What is this poem about?
Today’s poem is called Symphony. It’s a poem about what the world expects of me and what I expect of the world. Another poem by Danny from Poetry Plus by Plus Podcast Network.
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Symphony
Since I was a boy, everyone started asking me what I wanted to be, and I chose an answer to satisfy their query, but nothing I could come up with would ever satisfy my curiosity.
They’ve always encouraged me to take one path and one path only I should lead to the end of time. Who am I to know which way the roses lie? Who am I to say if the impulses of today will live long enough to see tomorrow? They believe I should be one. They’ve trained me to be one, but why one? I am so many…
Symphony by Danny Ballan
Why one? I am so many —
A glorious drum
On top of the world
Beating so loud
Can never beat a symphony
The long days are hours
And minutes and seconds
A fleeting breeze in June
A warm sunlight in December
It’s not the big picture
A naked scene to plunder
It’s what’s left in the dusty corner
That’s all that I remember
So many jokes so boring
No stars at night are shining
No hilarious lines, no rhyming
But bits and pieces floating
On these demented days
Remembering
I kind of lost the way
We were heading
But I recall your eyes
Sparkling
I recall your smiles
Shimmering
Like a moment frozen in time
Our lives are photos
No stories no plots
No sense
behind the curtains
Whispering
Not for the lack of time
Do we forget we are alive
But for the lack of life
In the time we live
No turning back
No body to sway
Or feet to dance
No second chance
The hair’s already gray
No use to cry
In the shade of yesterday
But hey
I got these moments
I got these notes
I barely remember
Not the faces
Not the people
But the company
One by one grew so many
And all these notes
wove a majestic symphony
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