Hungry Lucy

You can hear the piano

and the sweet dark voice.

The melody crawling to your heart

and crushing the soul revolving inside.

 

The words and the tones,

the story and the message,

the expression on your face

as you listen and rejoice.

 

The notes inside your head...

Oh please... more music please!

 

Sad and melancholic,

always the mood down,

closing the eyes

that whole melody comes and shines.

 

Making up own images

of the listened and unknown;

How strong this music is

that here I am scribbling

and twisting my hand.

 

The ideas equaly distorted

for not finding the right words.

For sounds invade me all...

and damage the writing... here it shows.

 

Hungry Lucy made me crazy,

cannot stop the listen.

 

Dark

Happy

White

and Sad

 

Musical Poetry