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Posted in blessed, melody, miracle

Le Petit Musicien

Rockstar

He holds the guitar as close as he can, with smaller, he doesn’t want to compromise,

He desires to play the finest of tunes, to his highest pitch he wants to rise.

Engrossed in his music, unaware of the world, this little star has his own ways,

When i ask about the superb euphony, “They are chords mom..”, he gently says.

I love the musician in him, for his guitar is all, this artist desires,

Am so sure he ‘n his music would go places, ’cause that’s what he humbly aspires.!!

#Rockstar

My little musician who indulged into music when he just touched 5...Or maybe much before that..his fingers could feel the strings..!!

KEEP ROCKING..!!

Posted in colors, me

Prismatic Endeavor

A Vivid Vision

As i danced, my colors danced along,

Together we sang, the most beautiful song.

My zeal and their exuberance created a fervor so profuse,

A plethora of possibilities, where there was nothing to lose.

No thoughts too deep , no emotions involved,

No intricate, life puzzles to be solved.