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Re: Empty Seats In The Grand Theatre Of Life

null@example.com (Peatle Jville) — Mon, 16 Feb 2026 00:38:39 +0000

Cheers everyone, I wrote the poem after thinking about why do I and many others play an instrument or just sing to ourselves. I am glad it made some sense to you as I was wondering are my thoughts universal or just my own. Thank you for the feedback. I guess where ever people find a private space to make music it becomes their sanctuary and in that solitude the notes that unwind aren't lonely melodies just golden sound searching for a home. Apparently Duke Ellington said the best music is written when the composer is waiting for something to happen.

Re: Empty Seats In The Grand Theatre Of Life

null@example.com (mojo01) — Sun, 15 Feb 2026 16:15:48 +0000

great writing Peat i always enjoy your post. I started writing a song months ago on a very similar subject. unfortunately, i only got one verse and part of a chorus, here is to you my friend for being able to finish your work.

Re: Empty Seats In The Grand Theatre Of Life

null@example.com (Jandle) — Sun, 15 Feb 2026 05:51:18 +0000

Peatle, such a true and thought-provoking poem. I think most of understand exactly its meaning.

Re: Empty Seats In The Grand Theatre Of Life

null@example.com (TIGLJK) — Sat, 14 Feb 2026 14:18:42 +0000

Pete
That's me most of the time bc I sing so wickedly that nary a soul wants to be near !
While I do get friends to play and sing for me or I pay for someone to do some of my songs, about 75% are exactly as you describe
with words and sounds that never leave the room. But that's ok with me bc of the reasons you eloquently put in your poem.

Fantastic poem - great insight Pete
Thank you for sharing.

Jim

Re: Empty Seats In The Grand Theatre Of Life

null@example.com (Phill Williams) — Sat, 14 Feb 2026 10:25:16 +0000

Pedr. I honestly don't know who if anyone you were thinking of while writing this but I could see myself, as I do lately, sitting in my studio playing, singing, writing and recording songs, the only audience being passers by and the dog next door. You'd expect him to howl along but he just barks toneless like my singing I expect.
Once again my friend an excellent poem, thought provoking as usual and hitting the nail squarely on the head. Well done

Empty Seats In The Grand Theatre Of Life

null@example.com (Peatle Jville) — Sat, 14 Feb 2026 05:49:28 +0000

Here is a poem I wrote for those who like to play music just to themselves.

Empty Seats In The Grand Theatre Of Life
The thrill of talking, singing or playing to thin air
No judgement made on the sounds that are yet to be shared
Without a soul to win or lose no applause
Just a person performing to an empty room
Sitting in a room guitar in hand
No need to hear someone else's sounds
Just the noise in ones head
Playing to the void.
No need for polish for what some perceive as a perfect craft
The music arrives unvarnished and uncharmed
Its imperfections making it real
Embracing the emptiness that feels just right
There is a sweet solace to all the quirks of music unheard
In rooms of quiet radiance
Music flows