imagine god

how do you imagine god talks?

Wallowing

Another interesting assignment from my poetry workshop The voice is a wall that's watching you. Yes, a wall! The first poem should be during the day, the revised one at night Both poems to retain the same word count Wallowing Indeed, ears we have Alas! No tongue To tell her of my longing For those soft … Continue reading Wallowing

seven

experience the joy of light as it splits into seven bands experience the divine melody harmonised infintely by seven notes experience the ecstasy of living when energy flows through the seven chakras* *** * Chakras are energy centers in our body. "....music was not just entertainment, it was a spiritual process." Please read more about chakras, music … Continue reading seven

music is…

music is circles of sound rhythm of light thoughts of a poet stitched together in a tapestry of waves

Rest in Music

Today is our music teacher's birthday He is celebrating with the Ultimate Musician We had much to do together He is deeply missed May he rest in music

Broken Rhythm

Broken rhythm From obstructed echoes A distorted message received Unknowingly, with blind faith I swore to uphold it as the truth

His Final Lesson

In the beginning there was rhythm rhythm founded a relationship between sounds sounds created the moods of melodies melodies nurtured expression through words words aroused the singer to dance And that, my friend, that is what music is a cosmic language a meeting and a farewell a recognition of souls And now, my friend, tell … Continue reading His Final Lesson

melting point of music

music is the melting point at which you cannot distinguish religions, faiths, beliefs or non-belief Equilibrium! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TvpMNmDH9dM The first 2 1/2 minutes of this video will show you what I have said in verse Raag Ahir Bhairav is a devotional raag My music teacher shared this video with us to show how seamlessly we can flow between different sounds of … Continue reading melting point of music

the Unsaid

the unsaid prayer in the whisper of dawn weighs you down like the unforgiven sin that suffocates your heart and the unmeant praise to benefit your cause all those unkept promises . . . pave your way to hell till you hear that unplayed music touched by the unfelt sadness each uncried tear finally pours … Continue reading the Unsaid

broken, slightly

the life between two breathsthe breath between two thoughtsthe thought between two promisesthe promise between two heartsthe heart...broken...a slightly broken heart The poems I am particularly pleased with are those where I have used two outwardly unconnected concepts and merged them. This poem was inspired by the meditation course I attended over the weekend and … Continue reading broken, slightly