Of Music and Melody

Once in a while, rooted, I lay off still,
After a restless toil, that took away the day.
When the silence around has taken its fill,
Then the spirit inside, uprose to bay.
From a corner in my mind, the tones begin to lurk;
One by one, flew in soundingly without a jerk.

A string of notes playing in my head,
Ringing and swinging, flair with a pitch.
While the fingers rhythmically tapping ahead,
Louder the sound grew, tunefully rich.
The lips hummed in harmony like a reedy...
Right to the voice of music and melody.




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ABOUT THE POET ~
An accomplished post-graduate student in the field of Genetics.An amateur singer in Carnatic music, as well a keyboardist.Recently, favored a pursuit in poetry., One of my works-, Of Music and Melody, Once in a while, rooted, I lay off still, After a restless toil, that took away the day., When the silence around has taken its fill, Then the spirit inside, uprose to sway., From a corner in my mind, the tones begin to lurk;, One by one, flew in soundingly without a jerk., A string of notes playing in my head, Ringing and swinging, flair with a pitch., While the fingers rhythmically tapping ahead, Louder the sound grew, tunefully rich., The lips hummed in harmony like a reedy..., Right to the voice of music and melody.


Last updated November 12, 2014