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The Nightingale: By: Nica Djen E. Saavedra

The poem tells the story of a person who falls in love with a nightingale's song. Enchanted by the beautiful music, the person sings along with the nightingale without seeing the danger. When the person wakes up, the nightingale has been killed by a tiger. The allegory is that the nightingale represents a young love that ends up destroying the person due to its risky nature. The poem serves as a warning about the dangers of pursuing risky young love.

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The Nightingale: By: Nica Djen E. Saavedra

The poem tells the story of a person who falls in love with a nightingale's song. Enchanted by the beautiful music, the person sings along with the nightingale without seeing the danger. When the person wakes up, the nightingale has been killed by a tiger. The allegory is that the nightingale represents a young love that ends up destroying the person due to its risky nature. The poem serves as a warning about the dangers of pursuing risky young love.

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THE NIGHTINGALE

By: Nica Djen E. Saavedra

I took the jump,


Of the wild.
And hoped for good,
Of the jungle.
That the best would come,
Of the night.
And risked all I could.
Where silence deafened my ears,
My faith failed me,
And darkness blinded my eyes.
And my trust withdrew.
Never saw the danger.
My hope was gone,
It's coming right ahead.
And left me all blue.
My eyes still blind,
The harmonious night,
My ears still deaf.
With the nightingale's songs,
All I could see was her brilliant color.
Which I couldn't resist,
All I could hear was her beautiful songs.
But to sing along.
I was mesmerized.
All those melodic days,
I was hypnotized.
With their notes so alive,
I stunned and listened,
Had cracked their voices,
And rested myself in peace.
And took their lives.
I sang the song,
I loved her voice.
And satisfied my ears.
I loved her songs.
I sang along,
A perfect choice.
And drowned myself with tears.
Nothing seemed wrong.
The pitch, so high,
I just thought,
That the heavens felt shame.
Of her very being.
The voice, so wide,
I just sought,
That the oceans refrained.
What my heart was looking.
Shame!
Never saw the danger,
Shame on them all!
Shame! Shame! The pitch was perfect,

Shame on me, fool! It laid me to sleep.

I was fooled by the alto! The harmony lulled

I was fooled by the soprano! My weary heart.

The chords mismatched, She kept me calm,

What my song is into. Encouraged, in loved.

A mistake! She sang and kept

I plucked the wrong string. On singing her heart,

A mistake! Assured me that

I strummed the closed string. We will never be apart.

Fool me! But then,

Fool me! I woke when silence took place.

I listened to it, And never felt

Fool me! Her warm embrace.

Fool me! I looked and searched

I sung with it, And in my dismay,

I fell for it, My nightingale turned

But nothing waits below. To a tiger's prey.

I took the jump, It drooled with blood

And I'm too late to know That stained its fur.

The songs I love. My beloved was gone

The voice I cherish. And faded in blur.

The chorus that lingers A monster preyed the love alive.

To my soul and my spirit. Killed me along

I leaned myself to a tree nearby. My nightingale

And slept for a moment Love.

With her by my side.

She sang out loud.

Her vocals soothes me.


The poem is about a person falling in love.
But the love is too young and risky. But
the person still pursued that love, not
minding the consequences. The allegory
behind is the nightingale is the young love
and the nightingale’s song is the sensation
that encourages the person to pursue his
love. But since it is a young love, it only
destroy the person. I’m inspired to make
this art by someone I know who took his
life because of a young love.

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