Credit: Ratna Pochiraju
Made of wood-
Sawed, mended, & polished
With holes drilled
I was called a masterpiece.
The blowing breeze danced
Winding its way through
Tickling and teasing me
Coaxing a tune
They wanted to name, melody.
Hands changed; grip tightened &
eased
None made a difference
As all I did was wheeze & sneeze
Neither was there a song
Nor was there any concern.
And then he appeared
The mist enhancing his cobalt skin
Eyes heavy with wisdom
An alluring contrast
To the chiseled nose and brows.
I knew he was like no other
As his gentle hands
Held me to his lips-
Oh, how do I explain this wonder
This feeling of ecstasy flowing through
me
Tender and light
His touch danced on my holes
Mesmerizing the world
While I musically sighed
Being kissed by the divine.
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This is soulful! Loved it Srivalli!
ReplyDeleteIts a surreal experience to be touched by divinity. YOu have summed it very well bringing out every nuance of expressions felt by the heart.
ReplyDelete- Its K for 'Kris Kringle' at https://canvaswithrainbow.com/kris-kringle/
Thank you, Anagha :)
DeleteLove your name.
While I musically sighed
ReplyDeleteBeing kissed by the divine. Loved the lines. You know Srivalli, I am a passionate flute lover. Often I get amazed by the magical piece of bamboo. Just loved your poem, deeply touched my heart.
Thank you, Swarnali!
DeleteThat's wonderful. I should have probably expected it, with your name itself being so musical. <3
Beautiful poem!
ReplyDeleteK is for Kaleidoscope
Beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteK for Krishna and K for Kudos to you for this beautiful piece- an ode to his bansuri.
loved it.
Thank you, Arti :D
DeleteSimply beautiful, a pipe with a soul.
ReplyDeleteK is for ...
Thank you, Keith :)
DeleteAbsolutely like the way how the words flow. :-) Melody!
ReplyDeleteThank you, P :D
DeleteThis is so beautiful....it almost flowed like the soothing tune of the flute in our ears... Your poems are so so beautiful. I am already a big fan both of your poems and the beautiful paintings that accompany them:)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Ira. :)
DeleteYou've made my day. The paintings are my inspiration. I turn to them very often.
The instrument chooses the musician - beautiful poem.
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