Amrita Chowdhury
Draw music when you strike
The rainbow bars, or black, brown and white
Draw music when you strike down your fear
…
Hear the melody in the air
In the chants, loud and fair
Hear the melody in the air when voices unite
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Keep the beat when they march
Down the street along the church
Keep the beat when they march hand in hand
…
Play the tune your heart desires
The symphony it aspires
Play the tune your heart desires till the end
…
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Good one!
Thanks Natasha
Love the structure of your poem, Amrita, with the repetition. Beautiful one:
Loved these lines a lot…
‘Play the tune your heart desires
The symphony it aspires’
Thank you Moonmoondi. I tried to follow a structure for the first time…usually I pay very little heed to form…marvel at those who can..so tried with a simple one
Beautifully penned Amrita!
Thank you Sheetal
Nice one💚
Thank you Pooja
Remarkable! Loved your verses💚
Thanks so much Gowri
Very well penned Amrita💚