Sitar Poems - Poems about Sitar

String of Life Tensed When Too Far

Why did that lamp lose its light?
Your thoughts taking fancy flight, 
I kept it burning all night….

Why should a fresh flower die?
Pressed close to my bosom nigh, 
Bare could it breathe, nor yet sigh….

What made such a river dead?
Selfish need, growing greed led
Men to build bunds on its bed.…

What snapped the string of sitar?
Tuning tight

Categories: sitar, life, philosophy,
Form: Terza Rima

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’

Categories: sitar, music,
Form: Footle

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

Categories: sitar, winter,
Form: Limerick

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Bollywood Charm

Exotic perfumes opulent 
Hibiscus and jasmine sentient
Charming flute and sitar entice
Indian chants undulating
Heads pivoting eyes inviting
Warm smiles reminiscent of spice
Voices that throw you in a trance
In a most voluptuous dance
Timing of twirling so precise
Long black waves of ebony hair
Swaying through the sumptuous air
Sweet frangipanis caressed thrice

Exotic perfumes opulent
Most seductive graceful movement
Colorful sari paradise
Hand caresses so

Categories: sitar, dance, flower, music, romantic,
Form: Rhyme

The Untold Story of a Sitar 3

 

The Untold story of a Sitar Part 3 Concluded

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A soothing musical note
Was coming out and floating 
In the air 
In that White coated 
Old auditorium  
Of a different era
Which was so alive before me
As if I was a guest listener
Of its vibrant musical lore’s
Now being produced for the 
Listeners of that gathering
By Tan

Categories: sitar, music, mystery,
Form: Free verse

The Untold Story of a Sitar 2a of 3


The Untold story of a Sitar 2A  of 3


I was thinking
That during that long span of time 
The Sitar would have lost 
The remaining knobs and strings 
One by one 	
Which control and inspires
The musical instruments to produce
The sound of music
To sooth or to fill with happiness
In some sad and forlorn hearts.

Categories: sitar, dream, music,
Form: Free verse

The Untold Story of a Sitar 2 of 3


The Untold story of a Sitar 2 of 3

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Although
Time had not forgotten
To leave its immortal impressions
On this unique piece of hand work  
Where 
The winds of change
Had blown without forgetting to rub
It’s hot and cold brushes
To gradually vanish everything 
Which falls 
In the hands of time. 08
.
While I was trying to understand 
What that

Categories: sitar, music, mystery,
Form: Free verse

The Untold Story of a Sitar 1 of 3


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 came to see the first light 
On Earth  
Around a century ago. 01
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My heart was throbbing and almost jumping
To

Categories: sitar, music, mystery,
Form: Free verse

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

Categories: sitar, fun, silly,
Form: Limerick