Persistence
By: Aviantei
Soft little girl sits in red. Can you hear the choir of her voice? Is it even there? The plinks of the piano follow her footsteps into the snow.
Feeling something akin to sadness. The tones of the sound envelop something akin to peace. The king makes his way forward, unknowing of his fate.
Dominoes fall in succession. Jazz hides swords and conflict behind its sereneness. Are you fooled by the illusion that covers the conflict?
Take your peaceful life. Let it go. Bit by bit, it slips into something sinister, something mysterious. We are oblivious to the depths of its downfall.
Relax anyway. What do you perceive? Hide behind some ancient creed you no longer believe in. Follow it into battle.
Is your heart racing yet? Can you experience the tension, the fear of death? It may try to soothe you but the sensation persists, even once the sound dissipates.
For someone that claims to not be a poet, I sure write a lot of poems.
In any event, I wrote this last year for a creative writing class. I can't remember the particulars of the assignment, but I pretty much sat down and wrote it while listening to the [K] OST (which is amazingly gorgeous), and then wrote the impressions the music was giving me.
I can't actually remember the specific tracks, but I like how it came out.
Thanks for reading!
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