Missing Strings


My instruments are the guitar and the piano,

But of the two, my passion emanates from the steel strings of my guitar.

Each string has its own distinct sound and tone, when tuned at just the right tension,

Yet it is the same fingers

Stroking them each time.

My devotion to this instrument has not always been consistent

And this is my biggest regret.

I feel I have not explored all the wonders and mysteries of my guitar. Yet,

I do love every moment I spend plucking the beautiful strings

And creating sounds so smooth and pleasing with the softest touch of my fingers.

But no matter how many times I play this instrument inside-out,

There are still sounds I am yet to hear,

There are still frets I am yet to bar,

There are still missing strings.

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