Treasure Island

indira babbellapati

(visakhapatnam, india)

as krishna plays on his bamboo...


melody of myriad hues
descend as breath
causing ripples in the air

from wind
to wind
is the connect;
musical
melodious...

Submitted: Tuesday, July 16, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, July 16, 2013

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  • Ramesh Rai (7/23/2013 9:50:00 AM)

    the wind makes the music n get immersed in wind
    its vocal sound appease the listener to dance with its rytheme
    thnx Krishna choosed the flute
    to enchant his beloved Radha (Report) Reply

  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (7/22/2013 10:37:00 PM)

    Melody descends as breath. Beautiful transcending music. Please read my poem 'Compassion Flows' which has complementary feeling. Thank you. (Report) Reply

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