Treasure Island

Rohan Roy

(03-07-1992 / Kolkata)

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Tune of the Violin


Hearing the soft tune play
you will be rejoiced on a busy day
some may not like it but some may
the sound of violin will take your stress away

The soft tune will pass with the wind
it will have an everlasting effect on the mind
all the chords together are bind
it can even make a cruel man kind

When you're lonely hear it for sometime
the sound itself will beautifully rhyme
you cannot see the sound, its like a mime
but you can feel it for a long period of time

The sound may not make you groove
It may not make you dance or move
But it will surely have an effect in your soul
in our life, even a sound of violin has an important role

Submitted: Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Edited: Sunday, February 26, 2012

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