My Philharmonic Orchestra and the Soliloquy

I play the miraculous Cello and the Tambourine too.
And my beloved plays rest of the instruments on & off!
And also she does Soprano.
In our hard times when hunger invades the band
She sings in her high pitch
And my fiddle gives the saddest tune of the Life
In its base rhythm of the Violin family!
Though it's bitter and melancholy
We play ourselves and listen together
As the Audience left the Theater earlier.

*To Peter llych Tchaikovsky for his Waltz from Eugene Onegin!

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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