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The music is gone.

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I remember emotion
Like the deaf recall a tune.
I still have the notion,
But even that will be gone soon.

The songs are muffled at first,
But the notes remain.
I can still be immersed
In musical joy and pain.

But like a copy of a copy of a copy,
Notes are lost and misplaced,
The whole thing gets sloppy,
A masterpiece defaced.

Finally, the end of the blaze
The last notes die in a frost
Leaving the profound malaise
That something beautiful was lost.

Dead is the feeling I once had.
Left in a mute concert hall,
I wonder how it can hurt so bad,
To feel nothing at all.
There was a time when my heart would race with joy when, for example, my art received accolades, and I would be inconsolably crushed for weeks after the death of a loved one. Now, both extremes of emotion are almost completely numb. This poem is about the paradox of feeling depressed about the deadening of emotions, comparing the experience to a newly deaf person slowly forgetting what music sounded like.

I think this weakening of emotion with age might be a normal form of habituation, which refers to “a decrease in response to a stimulus after repeated presentations.” What do you think? Please share your thoughts.
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YuryV's avatar
A very nice story told in beautiful way!