Wolfe's piano

Another collaboration with Kulsum :), 

There is a pianist who plays my literature in strange notes

In every note a part of my soul floats

It tickles my pain and brings me closer to the edge

It tears my restrain, tears my confidence to shreds

Tracking new paths on his howling canvas, he stops and stares

And drags his limbs to walk in the sun without a fear

Shadow covered ghost follow the spell of his piano

The spell which is working its way so powerfully, yet neither knows

“no more alibis” he says leaving the stars to sleep endlessly

Himself, he wishes to drown in the spell, to live in dreams miraculously

He dreamed thousand and one tales, and time gone by

But had to breathe in reality, to shed the tears and then dry

Into a pile of aching bones, where no ashes lay silent

He wishes to stay calm, even if feels violent

He clenches his teeth into a painful smile

For it was the best way to live if he must, at least for the while