Trill Of The Notes (Heart Music) - Poem by Vera Sidhwa
Notes hit my ear,
As the water smashed against the pier.
I started making a song out of them,
I couldn't even write.
The trill of these notes were beyond my grasp.
I walked along this beach,
I still couldn't these notes reach.
I started wondering
Where from where this song was emanating.
Then I heard the heart of a guitar,
And an electric sitar,
And I kept mum.
Because I couldn't really hear them.
These instruments played in my brain.
Souls of talented ones,
Who I heard on the radio and concerts,
Played in my soul again and again.
This was heart music.
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