The Flute Poem by malini kadir

malini kadir

malini kadir

Nagapatinam, a coastal port, Tamilnadu, India NOW RESIDING IN TRICHY

The Flute



Flute it played
ridiculousness beyond...
Its hollow inside;
and many holes stood
Fingers of maestro fed

The Lord above;
He missed never a beat
Or pressure of wind
to kindly treat....
Victim of fate's haste.....

The little boy
Slipped away;
Searching the meadows
Where his music
Was better valued
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Malinikadir

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Nasarudheen Parameswaran 09 January 2013

I here the fist cry of the baby here.Nice suggestive poem

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