Every Man, Warbling (a Sonnet)

These meek ballads of every man forlorn’d
are sung from the pleas made out from temporal
marriages of keys, notes, medley’s intoned
in vivid nows; a slight architectural

form whose function is to plead and relieve
the restlessness of unfinished music.
An elusive sound interweaves bittersweet
serenades with flatly choral strains musing.

Sonatas tempt his soul’s ( pieces ) resolve;
a chorus urging to conform to (mis)deeds
of songs composed, misplaced, replaced, withdrawn
from realms of abstract things – sadistic needs. –

As man, forlorn’d, warbles in forced ballad,
these dissonant tunes make him less… ( …valid. )

A response to this prompt.