An Orchestra

by Pankajam K

Breeze blows music

sifts itself

through the bamboo shoots.

While trees rustle their harps,

the earth starts to sing.

Watching the leaves playful

tufted feathers of thistles

take to dancing.

In the ensemble

ambiance exulted.

A conglomeration

Symphony perfect.

I realize

I have become

a song in the concert.

19-Jan-2016

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Comments on this Poem

Thanka a lot rdashby for your encouraging comments.

pankajam
21-Jan-2016 11:13 AM

Thanka a lot rdashby for your encouraging comments.

pankajam
21-Jan-2016 11:13 AM

>I realize
I have become
a song in the concert<

Good poetry. If spoken in conversation it would pose a question as to one's sanity. Poetry transforms this into a meaningful utterance.

rdashby
20-Jan-2016 08:31 AM

I am so glad to see your comment Sir. Still more happy that you are able to relate this to your real life experience and the nostalgic mood. I am always at awe of Nature's splendour Thanks for your response sir.

pankajam
20-Jan-2016 07:14 AM

dear chy sow pankajam
i saw that delectable scene and heard the symphony along with our group of forty to our heart's content
thanks to our former defense secy kpa menon
as president of INSA he took us to kottayam some years ago
(indian society of authors)
all the best
vvb

v v b rama rao
19-Jan-2016 19:48 PM