That was the time of origin
Unbiased detention of cry
To grace the start on earth
It's the base of life
A breeze moves with a lazy gaze
That blazes the whistle of a race
Water flows with some laze
But raise the movement in glaze
Clouds moves with a haste
But thunder it somewhere on brace
Soil loom on her grip
That lane all on its façade
Birds will chirp on its ways
Animals flaunt with its growl
Human sob and grin with thirst
Creatures expire in a sniff
Flower bloom in the silence of dawn
But group all as a storm
Trees lives in the yard of peace
But whisper at someone's gather
Life end with the sigh unknown
Raise the sobs echoes in mourn
There resounds the matter known
Sound is the base of every origin growth and fall! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
©2014 SALINI.S.NAIR. All rights reserved.
Looking for the source of creation and the sound as the base to be reckoned of creation.......very nice
In our Mythology it is said Shabda Brahmma . Sound is the origin of creation. A lovely write in quest of origin or creation.
Sound is behind the entire nature, and vibration is behind all the sounds. Waves are behind all the vibrations and waves? Who knows?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful write Salini. Very true said.....Sound is the base of every origin growth and fall! ! ! ! Loved reading it.