The Violin Weeps- POTD
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August, 6- 2024
Sad Violin Tunes Poetry Contest
Sponsor. Anoucheka Gangabissoon
From far I hear the strains of a mournful melody
It flows from a violin whose strings are about to break
As the violin sings, the night carries the music along.
The notes tremble, the strings vibrate as under grief
It makes such deep tremors in my heart.
Its mournful cry is repeated in sad refrains
My mind turns emotional, yes, I cry.
Once from it flowed happy notes of love
It whispered secrets of lovers, their hopes and dreams
It sang of tales of courage that build the soul,
Of standing tall and shouldering on in the midst of trials.
But now its harmony fades away like dying breath
The violin knows, its end is drawing near,
It can no more produce heart stirring music again.
The bittersweet melody that falls in my ears,
With its notes breaking again and again,
Creates ripples of pain in my heart.
As the loose strings are about to break,
It will soon lie still in a deserted space,
Cracked and splintered like a tree tossed by the wind.
Yet the broken violin will remain,
As a momentous testament of its glorious past.
Copyright © Valsa George | Year Posted 2024
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