Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Best Friend.

Do you remember when we listened to Chopin's Prelude together?
You know the one, in minor E?
A story emerged from the piano strains of sadness.
A story that was really from our minds and not the piano at all.
Or maybe the story was from our hearts.
Are our hearts tuned in minor E?
Well they must at least be in the same key,
the same rythmic number of beats.


  1. That is a really fantastic poem. And from everything I have heard this is a great description of your story. :)

  2. I change my mind. this is my new favorite poem. Thank you Jash. I love it :)