I'M Like A Violin.. Poem by Zhanna Osip

I’m like the instrument of music,

Which is well known as the hardest out of all,

Therefore a violin is present in my soul.

It’s not just sounds that I express,

More of the feelings, which I possess from every move I make.

However, once you, the player, make mistake

I sound insanely fake:

I scream, I yell and cause headache.

But overall, there is a key to me,

-Learn patiently and slowly.

As soon as you begin to try,

The music bow begins to fly-

On my neat strings which can supply

The rhythm of the melody,

And comfort of a harmony,

Which overall will sing a song,

That shall for time stay in your soul.