S.D. TIWARI

Gold Star - 5,268 Points (December.1955 / India)

Flute - A Triolet - Poem by S.D. TIWARI

Hollow and holes of bamboo played with air.

Most natural, magical, musical instrument.

Makes melodious the complete atmosphere

Hollow and holes of bamboo played with air.

In hands of Lord Krishna, Hindus wish to be flute.

In tranquillity, ears sense celestial experience.

Hollow and holes of bamboo played with air;

Most natural, magical, musical instrument.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 15, 2012



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