The crescendo of echoing music in heart ever
One can think of is the rhythmic poetry sure!
The rhythmic lines are like the waves of sea....
That ebb and flow between horizon and shore!
The lullaby of wave dance is rhythmic echo of
Music poetry makes to move all in muse fine
By the feat of poet as maestro of symphony does
Making sound and sense with lasting message!
The melodious sound of music is ever ringing
In the hearts of men reading echoing poems of
Eternal values to mankind to live in joy endless
Even after silence engulfs like darkness in night!
Such a melodious echoing music of poetry ever
Lives in dreams too endless like smooth waves of
Sea forever dancing between horizon and shore
Lulling the heart rhythmically swoon in peace...!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Rhythm of words moves our legs and nods our body Towards music.