Violin - A Poem
Violin With string and wooden frame You are called violin by name! You produce such notes, That enliven millions of hearts; And give hope to those Who are bitterly hurt! Time and tech have wrought upon you But none can take the melody Being produced by you! You carry your enivening task, Always ready with something new When anyone asks! Human beings have lot To learn from you! For the betterment of the world And to do something new! Read Next Poem (A Promise Irreversible) Read Previous Poem ( Poetry Publication Feeling)