The Magic Flute…Poddar K…Friday Essentials/Song

Shuffled in dreams, played with the words
On an avenue of rain, by the sea, azure
Filled the echoing thoughts of rhyme, he's sure.

A mystical musician from India
An aroma from the purple garden
Flapped the poetic wings, riding indigo and sepia.

Admired the silence of a caged bird and blues,
Smiled with his wooden sword, danced with twilight
When the crescendo of silver played mute hues.


On a half-opened shy road, he fiddles
Stirred the brown pages of time, each night; noon
The curious sun stars and moon.

Celebrated this season with a buzzing mantra
With birds, beaches, blizzard in a circle
Held a magic flute, he sang, Ha! Life!


For Poddar k

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I believe in creating happiness through my positive energies. I dislike to find it in all the wrong places.In the end the only things that matter is who you help and who you hurt.

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