A Cello Can't Be Burned
  2 likes
  •   2 comments
Share

arustamyananahiCommunity member
Autoplay OFF  •  10 months ago
A CELLO CAN'T BE BURNED
A cello can't be burned.
Its whisper may burst
like a cloud whose eyes pour rain.
Dance the cloud as life
may gain nothing to stay.
Dance the cello as love is a coming day.
Any age without love goes to its end.
Do dance to wake up again.
This cloud's rain is nothing
for sleeping shells.
A cello can't be burned.
A page ripped from life
Can be cello's nerve.
Drop your breath in the cello's chest.
Do dance love on life's slippery steps.
Life without love is a ripped page.
Though a cello is made of wood it can't be burned.

A Cello Can't Be Burned

by arustamyananahi

A cello can't be burned. Its whisper may burst Like a cloud whose eyes pour rain. Dance the cloud as life May gain nothing to stay.

Dance the cello as love is a coming day. Any age without love goes to its end. Do dance to wake up again. This cloud's rain is nothing for sleeping shells.

A cello can't be burned. A page ripped from life Can be the cello's nerve. Drop your breath in the cello's chest.

Do dance love on life's slippery steps. Life without love is a burned page. Though a cello is made of wood it can't be burned.

Stories We Think You'll Love
arustamyananahiBronze CommaCommunity member
a year ago
THE QUEEN OF METAPHORS BY ANAHIT ARUSTAMYAN. PROSE POEMS. https://www...
https://www.amazon.com/The-Queen-Of-Metaphors-Tong...

arustamyananahiBronze CommaCommunity member
9 months ago
DO YOU KNOW? By Anahit Arustamyan
DO YOU KNOW?<br/>Do you know you healed my broken ...

arustamyananahiBronze CommaCommunity member
9 months ago
TIME CLIMBS UP AND DOWN By Anahit Arustamyan
TIME CLIMBS UP AND DOWN I talked to the wind throu...



10 months agoReply
@bernardtwindwil My many hearty thanks to you for your wonderful comment on my poem.

bernardtwindwilGold CommaGranddad & story teller, tomthepo8.com
10 months agoReply
This was a delicious delight of worded craftsmanship. The images and the way you blended your beautiful message into the imagery of the cello. I could hear the mellow somnolent tones of the cello in my mind while reading. This came from a resilient loving heart that could see and feel the magic of the cello, the rain, and life itself. Great poem!!!!!