Lama Abbas

Rookie (11-09-1994 / Bhopal)

Harp Of Heavens Plucked A String - Poem by Lama Abbas

Harp of heavens plucked a string,
Vibrate its metal and iron rings
And the melody so pure, crafted fingers could play
Or is it master's art put into the fine tunes
Magician's spell of the silent night
Flee so pure in the heart of rhythm
My delight
Echoes the land, echoes the skies
And the night and day grey in dawn of a new era
Where a heart is born
The soulful music of harp, laughter of my friend
Puts to tune my rusty strings...


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  • (7/10/2012 6:28:00 AM)


    this is one of the beautiful poems i have ever read, , , thanx (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 17, 2011


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