Forgotten Melodies

In the corner of my room

There lies a guitar,

A guitar with no soul, 

An empty, unplayed guitar.

No stories to tell;

She tries hard to collect memories,

But I limit her sky,

Ignoring her cries, her silent pleas,

As she sobs and weeps in the shadows.

Everyday, she asks me to tune her,

To bring out the music trapped inside,

But cruel me doesn't even bother to look at her,

Except for the days I invite someone over,

When she becomes just a showpiece, 

Carrying an empty soul,

Longing for the touch of fingers that once danced,

Hoping to share her song,

Yet here she remains, forgotten,

A reminder of dreams left unplayed .                    

                                                    -crystal