One time I glistened,
when I was christened,
for all who listened;
brilliant sounds!

Music wept from me
trapped in chords – set free!
Become melody
Beyond all bounds.

Many impressions
writ like confessions
were my possessions;
my life expressed,

as their dreams, made noise
with deft fingers poised
to share hidden joys;
sadness repressed.

Unmoved, I changed hands.
Shift, like wind sept sands
brought into new lands;
now less fertile.

Still; the passion grows
when we come to blows
yet both of us know
love lost, just guile.

Time brings with it dust
from a lack of lust
but no loss in trust
I wait, dismayed.

My heart has no choice
only this soft voice
that would once rejoice
though now; unplayed.