Serenity In Thy Velleity

Thou Souvenir Violin, a striking chord in millions of hearts

Into undefinable emotions, capturing melodies tunes

Playing thy eternal soulful wires, to captivate the Universe!

Flouting billions of shining stars, ahead in thy small hands.

Would have been only mere Velleity but cherished smile at par;

For thou gave an appellation to desire, to hunt passions thine

And prove thy playing out the expressive string, mood making songs

Thou art of music, make the world go around, in thy swan song!

A man of music, an inspiration for, slow artist;

Chasing dreams with tied legs, in low spirited finding no songs,

Thou Velleity shall revive the taste of each violinist again;

In thy serenity, lies the power and shower of modern generations!

Amused us as the second fiddler, by fame and name,

Thou neither, changed the tune to prove the same,

Oh! Heart of gold shall be remembered, as elevator musician;

Whence ever, new buds would bloom on stage, will beat thou harmony!