It's no hard to die when you know you have lived…
I lived like a melody and will die as a song…
If life was an event of gathering the best notes...
Every moment I lived was every rhythm I wrote…
Every tear told me I was to start a new verse…
The smile was the high tone during the course…
My instrumentalists knew where to back me with their love in sync…
That's how I aged with cords that kept my beats linked…
Destiny kept turning the pages as I wrote my lyrics…
As much as I was afraid to sing my end, I lived every moment filled with music.
Happy to keep living and not ready to die…
But when I did, I looked down into the world so wide…
And I began to let go of everything that looked so ordinary…
But when you put them together they make up a life …
A life that was one of its kind, a string into which my ordinary verses bind…
I will sing my melody before I cross the sky…
I will sing my melody before I end my time…
I will sing my melody with all that made my lifetime...
I will sing my heart out, oh I will sing my parting soul...
Oh, I will be the most melodious me today...
Oh, I will be a choir in my own...
Releasing the strings & beats that made me what I die with today...
Leaving everything to eternity as I began to take the highway...
After all, this the day for which I preserved my best verses...
This is my opera, my soul shall need to witness…
And I shall celebrate it with the song to thank my life...
And I will sing till you stop to weep away your eyes...
I will sing till you realize I am not over yet...
I will sing till you know I do not end and I did not die…
I lived like a melody and will die as a song…
If life was an event of gathering the best notes...
Every moment I lived was every rhythm I wrote…
Every tear told me I was to start a new verse…
The smile was the high tone during the course…
My instrumentalists knew where to back me with their love in sync…
That's how I aged with cords that kept my beats linked…
Destiny kept turning the pages as I wrote my lyrics…
As much as I was afraid to sing my end, I lived every moment filled with music.
Happy to keep living and not ready to die…
But when I did, I looked down into the world so wide…
And I began to let go of everything that looked so ordinary…
But when you put them together they make up a life …
A life that was one of its kind, a string into which my ordinary verses bind…
I will sing my melody before I cross the sky…
I will sing my melody before I end my time…
I will sing my melody with all that made my lifetime...
I will sing my heart out, oh I will sing my parting soul...
Oh, I will be the most melodious me today...
Oh, I will be a choir in my own...
Releasing the strings & beats that made me what I die with today...
Leaving everything to eternity as I began to take the highway...
After all, this the day for which I preserved my best verses...
This is my opera, my soul shall need to witness…
And I shall celebrate it with the song to thank my life...
And I will sing till you stop to weep away your eyes...
I will sing till you realize I am not over yet...
I will sing till you know I do not end and I did not die…
So live your best verses
As when you die, you get to sing the melody …
That took a lifetime to compose and will remain in for eternity…
A well written verse. Most importantly the difficult part of comparing life to a singing composition done with such an ease is great . This is done so melodiously that next time you can't resist yourself from comparing each n every moment of your life to a song to bring rhythm into your life. Awesomely done ... waiting for more of these in near future :-) ;-)
ReplyDeleteMade me read again and again....good keep up...
ReplyDeleteU are talented...