Long Musical instrument Poems

She Was Alone
My brother Joseph told me one day:
I ran to the beach in the need to be alone, 
Resting my head on the soft sand giving my 
Thoughts the permission to be free, even...

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“If I were not a physicist, I would probably be a musician. I often think in music. I live my daydreams in music. I see my life in terms of music. I get most joy...

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MOSQUITO AND MAN
Oh no! Why do men hate me so much? From incarnation even as I try to make my legs and hands and buttocks as small as anything! So they can’t say am competing...

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I kept drifting, drifting, drifting, I wasn’t sure where I was going but I kept drifting. The winds set in my back spinning around my new frock and I kept drifting.

 I kept focusing ahead...

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I can feel your fear
scared, to walk out your door
afraid of what, people are thinking
what do they think of me, the fear mounts

Yet what does it matter 
what they think, they are strangers 
their thoughts...

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In ancient looms of my homeland,
Fairies once shuttled across threads of rainbows
Weaving folklores of gods and goddesses.

Our tapestry needed no haberdashery of
Brabubahanas and Chitrngadas or a vijay panchali,
For no tantric-needle knitted our folktales.

I want to...

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I can feel it in the tip of my toe, I have the rhythm in my body, and I’ve got to go, the fire is burning in my feet and without you I cannot compete....

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The Untold story of a Sitar 1 of 3
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Few days back
I got hold of a strange gift 
Of an old and slightly broken antique Sitar
It must be older than 
Seven to eight decades
Or maybe it...

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A Poem as a Tribute on Mother's Day Part 2

I was again charmed 
By the singing of Koyal’s song
As the Koyal was still singing her “Kuhoo kuhoo” 
In her full throated ease with her melodious...

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??
(12/01/2024)
Friday morning,
Words do fall short when I am trying to express my feelings in this written language. But anyway come to Daddy and listen to all his confessions. From the very first moment we crossed...

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Guarded by towering hills on the East 
And flanked by the Arabian Sea on the West
With its easterly shore of stretching sandy swell 
That lulls the restless waves to sleep, 
There is a land, my...

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The Thoughtless, Heartless, Do-Nothing Congress


Another day of carnage
In the USA
Little children
Eight, nine, ten and eleven years old,
Their life cut short,
By a mad person
With an automatic rifle
What will we all do?
Every week
More innocent people are
Victims of...

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Pondering about my existence lying here staring at the ceiling the reality of my presence.
I am dead walking upon the living.
Everyone that has enter my life made promises to love me,
Each promise that was broken...

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NEW YEAR’S RESOLUTION 

What is the fuzz about?
Ah, yes! New Years’ resolution.
Say, what? New Year’s resolution?
Are you going to make one again?

It would only be good for a week, a month
maybe, giving the benefit of...

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The Prince and the bridal contestants

Long long-ago
Somewhere in central Africa,
There was a village called VITSIZA,
Under the leadership of the rich powerful king,
The very rich king called ( N’wa l’la ii), very old enough,
There was a...

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Once upon a time there lived a dancer 
Shyama, a concubine of a feudal baron
Had a pretty girl Kanha, also a dancer
Quite excelled in playing of the Veena”s tune
Was mortified being Courtesan’s daughter
Sobbing, came to...

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I am as soft as butter
I melt in your heat
Let me not slip through 
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How can I give you my song?
My voice is choked
My musical instrument shy
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The brook passes frolicsome 
The forest is heavy
With bird-songs
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You...

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You are so tense, 
cos you are so tender

Deep inside
into the melody and structure of your soul
which as a sort of translucent musical instrument
away to be fine tuned 
and there’s no one else that will do 
the way...

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Today while we were celebrating Mother's Day at a restaurant, my daughter shared the following story with me.

"I was with Daddy on the plane coming back from Egypt when I saw something that really touched...

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What Is Happening?

Yes, the little Genie asked
What is happening?
Children aren’t being taught
To tell time,
They can’t look at the clock and
Know whether it’s one o’clock
Or it’s 10 o’clock
Who is teaching the children?
Yes, the little Genie asked
What...

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I can still remember visiting a small musical town,  
a young boy holding his hat and singing his heart out for money.  
His love for music was heart warming,  
John was this...

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A wooden flute,
              I glimpsed among my mother’s treasured keepsakes in childhood. 
          ...

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Each morning when I rise before dawn
Before I open closed eyes I may see
The essence of my soul’s *etheric body
That dwells deeply inside of me.

As I look at my face in the mirror,
Or is my...

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Emulation

"We all, with unveiled face beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just as from the Lord, the Spirit."
2 Cor 3:18

Whatever...

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Yirdaki rhapsody;
no passing fancy.
Breath-bullet; 
spinning down its chamber of wood;
enchanting elixir, so very good.

Breathing sound-light; 
how it bleeds, so right; 
a healing vibration, 
echoing sensation; 
didgeridoo’ing brings cosmic elation!

Born in the woods of each tone,...

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