Broken Strings

I had my fingers wounded

Strumming such guitar strings

No matter how hard I try

i just can't tune it right

As impatience strucked me

I had the strings broken

It let out a loud sound

That banged my inside soul

Touching those broken strings

I felt guilt pass my veins

Thinking of those sweet melodies

It could have made in peace

Its beauty has been lost

Silence filled the atmosphere

As I looked with such disgrace

I had my cold guitar

Lay with its broken strings

-Kathleen L. Burlas-