Short Sitar Poems
Short Sitar Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Sitar by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Sitar by length and keyword.
Fusion of a Guitar and a Sitar
Both strings
Soul wings
A strum
A hum
Both wound
Sweet sound
A pick
In sync.
18.12.2020
‘FOOTLE-me Poetry Contest’...
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Categories:
sitar, music,
Form:
Footle
The World Is Shutting Down
Not literally but many offices are
This is big, worst than Saars by far
Hard to remember
Causes bad tempers
As always, we just sit and play our sitar...
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Categories:
sitar, health,
Form:
Limerick
Hill Moon For the Owl
Hill moon eclipsed in the rain-filled blue clouds
Dark and light play in the boughs
Old owl plays the sitar
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07/04/2017...
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Categories:
sitar, dark, life, light,
Form:
Kimo
Playing My Sitar
We have a mild start to winter so far
So much better for driving the family car
No skidding off the road
No need to be towed
Even throw snowballs while playing my sitar...
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Categories:
sitar, winter,
Form:
Limerick
As I Play My Sitar
So many times I've wished on a star
Still not rich, it ain't working so far
Perhaps if I cheat
And offer a treat
Like a girl star to cuddle while I play my sitar
© Jack Ellison 2015...
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Categories:
sitar, fun, silly,
Form:
Limerick
She Slips On Slippery Slope
She swims on streaming sonata of spring song,
sailing slow sings solo in squall surge so strong,
slips on sheer slippery slope of sticky silt sheets,
on split Sitar of snapped strings she sourly sits.
December 25, 2020
Contest : Tongue Twister Challenge
Sponsor : Joe Sandler...
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Categories:
sitar, humorous, word play,
Form:
Alliteration
North Star
Of which
the moral
he never found
That allegory was she
Sing to a fine tune,
he could never
That ballad was she
Taking pride
In a deaf audience
that sitar,
that shehnai was she
Writ in a language
He knew not
That manuscript was she
She was the North Star,
He a blind, lost traveler...
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Categories:
sitar, hurt, loss, sad, sad love, truth,
Form:
I do not know?
Invaded Identity
I am me
Who said this?
So is my body
An invaded custody
Occupied by her
Thoughts and memories
Two sided glossaries
Not a reflection is mine
That would determine
My own identity
Out of my sanctity
I may be a string
Of any cacophonous Sitar
Where she creates
On my wounds
Riot of sounds
Without bounds...
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Categories:
sitar, beauty, faith, grief, love,
Form:
Free verse
For Ravi Shankar: This Is What It Was
Raga. Sun shifts as fingers on
sitar.
Ravi Shankar is dead.
Old women in dark clothes
make it down the road through
a tabla of sounding rain
We know not sometimes
what effects us until it
has done so.
Play music in the cell phone
and breath while awaiting the
bus.
Pour honey onto bread at home
and think, this is what it was....
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Categories:
sitar, absence
Form:
ABC
For Ravi Shankar: This Is What It Was
Raga. Sun shifts as fingers on
sitar.
Ravi Shankar is dead.
Old women in dark clothes
make it down the road through
a tabla of sounding rain
We know not sometimes
what effects us until it
has done so.
Play music in the cell phone
and breath while awaiting the
bus.
Pour honey onto bread at home
and think, this is what it was....
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Categories:
sitar, nostalgia
Form:
ABC
Hypnotic Aural Guru
A sliver moonlight
icon’s silhouette
rooted to the spot
sitar sensei pop
art venue dye stamped
wistful sly grin
masks grey tinged beard
svengali imp
of fretboard glee
awestruck throng’s
dry cough whinge
stage plank creak
taut nails
skydive
strings
Contest : A Diminished Hexaverse Contest
Sponsor : Caren Krutsinger
Date : 20 January 2021...
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Categories:
sitar, age, art, august, change, creation, dream, earth,
Form:
Diminished Hexaverse
Drops of Rain
Drops of rain
are pearls on your skin
Like a warm shower,
They seem like a dream
Like a heavenly tune from the white conch
You are in my sitar
Shy as a drop of honey
Like the night-time cloud
Like the star in the sky
You stand so far away from me
I wonder why the waxing moon
doth wait for me.
Like the sunlight in the dew drop
In your eye is my kiss.
Like the fall of a feather
In the cool moon-light...
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Categories:
sitar, lost love,
Form:
Free verse
Soundless Sound
If you listen with your eyes closed for a while
“For a while” I say,
“Awhile” may be hours to you as it ‘s for me.
Until you hear the soundless sound echoing.
It is not a rustle of the leaves; not a hum of a bee.
It is neither a rippling of the ocean waves in a starry silent night
Nor, a fanning wings of a humming bird.
Is it a violin, a sitar or a flute in a mono orchestra?
Yet I do not know,
“Music” I never have heard before.
My friend,
For a while, let me hear it awhile.
…….by Manel...
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Categories:
sitar, first love,
Form:
Free verse
You
You were no flowers or
a necklace of pearls.
You have not adorned yourself
yet you look so beautiful.
The beauty of your
youth adore as you.
Your youth is your asset.
You are the freshness
of the flowers.
You are so simple.
The wind carries the
fragrance of you when you walk.
The sitar begins to play
when you speak.
Your body is like gold
your smile, like peari.
Your lips are so intoxicating
you are the flame of beauty.
Your face is like an idol
which I see every time....
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Categories:
sitar, love,
Form:
ABC