Tuesday, June 12, 2007


Suspended notes in the air,
The wave particles resonating,
In volatile frequencies,
Up and down the bow moves,
Mercilessly on the strings,
The force produces the pain,
Felt under the trembling tips,
Of the fingers frozen in one action,
Steadfast over tearing it all out from the heart,
The seamless sound flows through,
A forfeited body.


Aditi said...

hmmm..brings some interesting images to mind

Keshi said...

So beautifully expressed!


Shruti said...

Lovely words..
Just touched the meaning...

Take care

Rajeev said...

Wow! that was wonderful!
I totally loved the pic also! :)
i too made a post bout music couple of days back

peace & love

Dream Catcher said...

weighted eyes and forceful u..trying to open them n b awake..

perfect harmony of strings..a music that becomes..just for namesake :)

so good!!!

Pankaj Gupta said...

cool.really lucrative(thats to guess..what..pic or words..haha)..

Up and down the bow moves,
Mercilessly on the strings,
The force produces the pain..

ummm well i too agree with poet'ss..how are you.

Sugarlips said...

Bohut hee khobsurat lafzon sai jadi hoi aik kavita :)

Stay Beautiful...!!

pravin said...


Velu Nair said...

remarkably penned!!

Endevourme said...

mirageous post :D

Pankaj Gupta said...

well i am really SURPRISED that YOU hv ONLY 3 LINKS(i mean FRIENDS)..to SHARE your THOUGHTS WITH..ENJOY with them.bye.(.......???)

I am Sorry!

Koi kissa kahani nahi kehna chahti, Roohein roz bikti hain yahan, Aur humne outraged ho kar khoob dekhein hain tamashe yun hi. Mai...