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.


Last updated October 10, 2022