Satyendra Pratap singh


Music - Poem by Satyendra Pratap singh

Music has heavenly charm
In the winter makes me warm
quenches thrist in schouching heat
drenches me with raindrop sweet
Music is the spring of every fall
It is dear to one and all.

Music is the word of love
comes straight from heart
dwells in mind on the top.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 8, 2013


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