Instruments lying in the room,
Untouched ,by any ,to play!
Flow of music in each
Is unseen but can be felt!
No one to brighten it
With a tune!
No one to store musical notes
In it,to play!
As though the instruments are
Lying sad with unseen tears!
waiting for someone to lift
Them to life and charm them
With flow of musical notes
From their soul!
