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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