Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
Classical Music. - Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
Classical music that performs
By the great musicians a happy event
Souls have gone, atmosphere changed
But classic music is continuing
Music in infinite journey
Where humans may perish in the middle
Music can't be destroyed
Music is the essence of universe
In flowing rivers, standing mountains
In winds, trembling plants,
The cradle that keeps moving
And carrying, crying children
The pacifying mother in cradle songs
There I see the greatness of music
The soothing effect of music
The relaxing effect of music
That is ever to be highlighted.
There in India the great Karnatic music
Blessed ones the musicians
The dedication, teaching, learning
The efforts, the concerts, great events
There we enjoy the classical music.
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