Old Songs In The Air

Old songs in the air, a melody
carried on and on.

I used to be that way,
an image made by those who
cannot turn their lives into

something in the level of greatness.

I struggled, fought what I
really wanted,

but the end failed me.
I became the song, the lyrics
of life, the sentence of imperfection.

Old songs in the morning, a
melody broken by some ghosts.
They remain to be sung, they remain
as a remembrance of a once upon a time.



About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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2 Responses to Old Songs In The Air

  1. slpmartin says:

    Those old songs sometimes linger in our hearts.

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