Piano
My friend is a piano,
From far away looks like a zebra,
With white and black stripes,
A peaceful light flashes at first sight,
And is then ready to play along.
Piano has high and low pitches,
All sound different,
Agressive when touched harshly,
As quiet as a mouse when softly touched,
It calms me down.
Piano makes different sounds,
Boom, snap, chap, pop, bang !
feels like a glittering gold statue,
Right in front of me.
In solitude, piano is there for me.
Its sometimes as tender as the summer night,
And sometimes as stiff as a tree trunk.
It is magestic, marvelous melodious,
Mostly keeps a splendid thought in mind.
Always stands beside me , just like a true friend.
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