My Struggling Pianist!

Breaking out…

YOU STARE AT THE STAFF,

LIKE AT SNOW-WHITE, WOULD A DWARF.

YOU SCAN THE TREBLE-BASE CLEF,

LO AND BEHOLD! YOU CHOOSE TO BE DEAF?

YOUR LEFT PLAYED THE SUS-CHORDS,

HERCULES ARRIVES, WHEN ALONG PLAYED YOUR RIGHT, THE ARPEGGIOS.

ALAS! YOUR MONSTERS BORE CACOPHONY, PLAYING THE DRUMS,

YOUR FINGERS ON ME AND YOUR CEREBRUM HIGH WITH RUM!

YOUR BEETHOVEN DRIVES ME MELANCHOLIC,

O DEAR! STAND ALOOF FROM BEING DYNAMIC

I HAVE BEEN YOUR PRIORITIZED OBSESSION,

HOW CAN YOU REPLACE ME WITH MONSTROUS REGRET AND AGGRESSION??

‘OKAY GOOGLE, HOW DO I SPENT TIME WITH MY SARGAM?’, I HEAR YOU ASK,

TO MEET THE SOCIETAL EXPECTATIONS IS NOW YOUR ULTIMATE TASK,

I SET MY EYES TO GLANCE AT YOUR SOMBER FACE,

HERE YOU ARE, WELCOME TO THE INDIAN HERD RACE!

SKY ROCKETING DEMANDS, BLEAK PROSPECTS, THE SOIL YOU LIVE IN,

SLOWING DOWN IN THE RACE IS SYNONYMOUS WITH SIN,

YOU FERVENTLY DESIRE TO TAKE A UNIQUE LABYRINTH, I KNOW,

FLEE AWAY THE STEREOTYPICAL FOES AND BRING BACK YOUR CHEERFUL TEMPO.

WHAT MAKES YOU DOUBLE THINK, I AM OBLIVIOUS TO?

WHILE CHOOSING ME OVER THE MONSTERS SLYLY GOBBLING YOU?

THEY LIVE INSIDE YOU, YOU GAVE THEM ON RENT,

FRANK LITZ YOU WERE IN THE PAST AND AN INCOMPETENT AT PRESENT.

HANS ZIMMER STANDS DECAYED IN YOUR PLAYLIST,

YOU HAVE CHECKED OUT THE BEATLES FROM YOUR CHECKLIST,

BEFORE THE INTERSTELLAR WAVES SMASH YOU TO THE WATERS OF MILLER’S PLANET,

RELIEVE YOUR TALENT BY UNVEILING THE FIENDISH BLANKET.

SO HERE I AM, THREATENING YOU POLITELY,

I SHALL HAMPER MY MACHINERY UNLESS YOU PLAY WITH ME, FOR THE SOCIETY,

WILL NEVER ENCOURAGE YOU AND ME TOGETHER,

THIS DOWNMARKET MINDSET, WE MUST NOT BOTHER.

TAKE A LEAP OF FAITH, COME OUT OF PERPLEXITY

JUST THE WAY A WORMHOLE TAKES YOU TO ANOTHER GALAXY

AGAINST THE SOCIETAL NORMS YOU WAGE YOUR VENDETTA

ARDENTLY LOOKING FORWARD WE SHALL PLAY THE MOONLIGHT SONATA,

TO BRING OUR CONSCIENCE ILL AT EASE,

C’MON GIRL, HERE’S YOUR SARGAM, LET US PLAY THE FURELISE.

— Aastha Prajapati :)