I sat in my balcony
Watching a Banana tree;
Gentle breeze carried
the rhythm of flute;
My random thoughts
were on mute;
Memoirs of my past
were passing as clouds;
The good and the bad
holding hand in the crowd;
I laughed and cried
For all the mount and ride;
The sound of music
Relished and Soothed my past;
This is absolutely profound... especially love those closing lines!! Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights and for your constant love and support :D
ReplyDeleteLots of love,
Sanaa
"Gentle breeze carried
ReplyDeletethe rhythm of flute"... I've heard that before nd it does stir the passions. Lovely work
The combination of the breeze, the tree and the music was indeed food for the soul - quite beautiful
ReplyDeletewow really good concept
ReplyDeleteBeautifully described
ReplyDeleteThe good and the bad
ReplyDeleteHolding hands in the crowd.
I love this reference to "peace between opposing subjects." It's what makes a world so beautiful to exist in.