He strums his broken stringless lute in a filthy street corner <br />And still the hidden sentimental tune comes out in the lonely moonlit night, <br />But if he gets the missing strings back somehow <br />I am sure that you could hear that full song of life. <br /> <br />* In the darkness you see more things?<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-flimsy-soul-who-plays-it-again-monotonously/
