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2 Musical Poets for all Acadsoc teachers!

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Penname:chanastrand , Online English teacher at Acadsoc.

Penname:chanastrand , Online English teacher at Acadsoc.

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my music… my life… my everything

 

I will never sing, strum or pluck my guitar again

 

until my heart stops beating for love that failed.

 

I will never blow over the holes of my flute

 

for the breath of my soul flows no more.

 

I may still breathe, but the music in me is gone.

 

Music was my life. My world, my everything…

 

I lived in a place where harmonies perfectly blended;

 

But that was before my heart was bruised.

 

Now, I give up my dreams to forget myself

 

and to know the prize of pain,

 

hoping someday to find me once more

 

So, I wander through the desert till the love in my heart runs dry.

 

And maybe someone will come to refresh my soul with his music;

 

Then our songs together will rise and live until forever…

 

Music will rebuild my life. My world, my everything….

 

And hereby, I have one more poet to share with you…

The Guitar

Federico García Lorca1898 – 1936

The weeping of the guitar

begins.

The goblets of dawn

are smashed.

The weeping of the guitar

begins.

Useless

to silence it.

Impossible

to silence it.

It weeps monotonously

as water weeps

as the wind weeps

over snowfields.

Impossible

to silence it.

It weeps for distant

things.

Hot southern sands

yearning for white camellias.

Weeps arrow without target

evening without morning

and the first dead bird

on the branch.

Oh, guitar!

Heart mortally wounded

by five swords.

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