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Alone on this inhospitable night, once again
I let my memories guide my lost steps,
Wandering amid the ghosts of my past.

As I walk along the quay,
I stare at the feeble Seine flowing:
She's dying by the street lamps' hands
While the whole city asphyxiates. 

Reflecting my own lack of humanity
Over the river's lighted surface,
Griefs come and go at the water's rhythm.

Once again, on this breathtaking night,
My feelings are sealed and my chest hollow.
Purple rain, chills of cold.... Or regret? I crave 
My musical drug, my remaining salvation,
Spreading a sweet poison within me and
Eroding the remaining happiness I still have.


I plug my headphones...
A grin of relief appears on my weary face,
I flee to lenient lands, where a familiar Angel tucks me in.
These notes of violin split the immutable silence, 
Fill the hole in, lit a bonfire to my soul.
This mermaid sings my dreams to me, 
And from now on, I know the true meaning of my life ;
Why I was born, why I should live, how much I crave living,
My own value, my hidden qualities, my thirst for life! And...
And the song ends.


A void within me, forever.
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Sopecartoons Featured By Owner Jul 6, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Tres bien
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WhitePlumFragrance Featured By Owner Jul 6, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Merci ! :love:
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smith4891 Featured By Owner Jun 13, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Love the story in this. And I will have to check that playlist of your later as well lol. :) 
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WhitePlumFragrance Featured By Owner Jun 13, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks a bunch, feel free to do so. :D
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smith4891 Featured By Owner Jun 13, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
After reading the earlier comment, I felt like adding something else lol. I do enjoy music immensely, to the point where I cannot go a day without listening to my favorite song of a few bands that I love. My interpretation along with others' I imagine, is that once my song ends, I snap back to the real world, and I am no longer in my own with my music. It is an exquisite escape, and one I tend to enjoy each day. Thank you again for being able to put that feeling into words that I can relate to. :)  :heart::hug:
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WhitePlumFragrance Featured By Owner Jun 13, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Well I feel the same way as you do, except that I think I might be a little less addicted to music. But when I found a song, MY song, this is the real deal if you know what I mean. :p
And you're welcome, I'm just a simple poetess trying to express emotions as best as I can. 
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kilkegard Featured By Owner May 25, 2014

This work is a bit subversive.  On the surface it plays at being a candy sweet statement to the power of music in our lives; how that music can change our mood and outlook.  But there is more than that going on here.  The ending line, "and the song ends", is a bit ominous.  After the opening verses set us up for a bleak and suffocating landscape, we get relief from the ending verses until the last line.  What does happen after the music ends?  Thats the question that will bounce around in your head long after you are done reading the poem.

"My musical drug" "spreading a sweet poison" and "eroding the remaining happiness I still have"; these lines turn music from a pleasant and benign force to an escapist drug.  The narrators action, "I plug my headphones", then becomes a shutting out of the world. With this turn inward, the music becomes a solipsistic opiate (think heroin) that at best is covering up the bleakness of the opening verses.  This works wonderfully as an under-current or counter-current to the superficial lightness of poem. Well done!

And now, of course, I'm left wondering what sort of music you might be listening to.  Maybe you could provide a playlist?  (Bonus points for songs that aren't american (cause I'm looking for new and intersting.))  

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WhitePlumFragrance Featured By Owner May 25, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Good analysis. After the musics ends, the narrator will probably fall again into this depressive and anxious state of mind, which is why he (or she) needs this musical salvation. :)

Yup I'm not really satisfied with this "I plug my headphones". I wanted to do, as you said, something more related to a shelter, but at the same time I wanted it to be obvious to the reader. 

Hmmm about the bonus playlist, here are the songs I could think of: 
www.youtube.com/watch?v=0O8e2h…   
www.youtube.com/watch?v=bE2RyG…  
www.youtube.com/watch?v=dUa5yJ…;
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ECbJde…;
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y0ciaY…   

Thanks for your support my friend. :hug:
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kilkegard Featured By Owner May 25, 2014
I think the title really works for this piece.  It's interesting the music we run to when life gets us down or things go sideways. 

And I like the playlist.  Very interesting.  I'm always surprised by the choices people make when they share music. 

Anytime mon amie.  Hug   I hope you did well with your presentation and that your tests are going well. 
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WhitePlumFragrance Featured By Owner May 25, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks again. :D

The presentation was awesome, I did great, made the jury laugh. And my exams are going good so far, still 8 to go. :stare:
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