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Tag: Music
Move Being There
The wheels move
the legs move
the economy moves
the music moves
there be a move all over.
The movement being so imminent
with not that the world
comes to an end and a shalt
full stopping the eternity.
The top gear in the move
being an inclination
going with a determination
for a progress prospective.
the gear being set
goes the move in acceleration
there be a break
then the setting collapses
the roll and scroll catch the flow
aspiring to become the top
ascribing a definite shot.
The ball in motion
meanders through all proportions
flying to the pinnacle
reaching the culmination.
The wheels move
the legs move
the economy moves
the music moves
there ba move all over.
Musical Conjunctions.
Great be the diversity
with languages and dialects
being distinctive and different
discriminating the vernacular
there rises up a sequence spectacular
a deviation in a direction
that brings in a uniformity
where men throng in unity
where there be musical conjunction
be it western or eastern classical
whether it be light music or rock typical
there is seen a unanimous appreciation
being that very well that music is a wonderful application
attracting to its centre the loveliest and greatest.
The Fancies Of Each
Fancies hold us much and great
let them be imagination in a rate
‘ let them be poetic in subjectiveness
let them be music in objectiveness
they bind us to an extent all the way
that we get swayed away
losing our self in their exuberance
forgetting that is around in relevance
immersing the self in those fancies
forgetting ourselves in their nuances
not remembering our duties at all
becoming one with them in all
such be the role of fanciful inclinations
and that being the distinction
that makes one excel in his pursuits
claim fame in his fancies and conduits
be that a gift unknowing and blessed 
allowing one to stand out from the crowd.
Music Makes Me Mad
Listening to music keeps me fine
taking the tense away with a shine
as I lend my ears to every line
my heart goes out to the words in nine
leading me to forget to dine
as I throw my soul into it in a bind
not knowing what is happening in a wind
I sit totally enraptured and become blind
not literally but metaphorically in hind
with a throb and an advance in kind
I lose myself to the nuances of music
as I revel and rejoice in its delicious mystic.
The Pleasure Great.
Singing is a pleasure
it is being a treasure
with the voice golden
and the expression not frozen
with melody ringing
along with constant humming
with words so clear and musical
accompanied by background orchestra typical
the exaltation it tenders is exuberant
with the liveliness extremely significant.
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An Exaltation.
The musical melody came through
from where I knew not
it did not rush in with force
but came through in a flow
like a breeze blowing soft could I say
or like a the tides rising gentle
could I attribute with plausibility
They entered through with such ease
rendering a great exaltation
Leaving everything as it is
sat near the window specifically
listening to the musical delight
Well a good time passed in a trance
taking me http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r4FUQxn4CnY
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across to the portals
not in a dive but in a drive
an experience beyond comprehension.
You living in a world of dreams.
and living in a glass house
while building castles in the air
galloping fast on the horse
that is saddled with imagination
come down to the present
not on a horse or on the wings
just take a stroll round the town
walking at your own pace and style
not with great hurry but in leisure
you would get an experience new
that of hunger and disease
with deficit and death all over
where the inflation has played havoc
where there is no economy or financials
that of the research, analysis and thesis
but abject poverty and abominable rejection
where people are lying on roads begging for food
and playing music for a penny
are the many expressions that escape your attention
rather do not exist in your lexicon.
Let me tell you have a look at all these
and
tell me what you feel.
Setting A Poem To Music
Setting a poem to musical tune is difficile.
Yet a poem was set to a fill
where the charm of it was enhanced to a greatness still
as it got lulled by the melodious frill.
Being rhythmical the poem stood high
with the rhymes and tones in the drive
it read like a singing thrive
falling at the same time into the schema
tic hive.
The notations extended a lovely trace.
with the Soprano alto and tenor base in the race.
The poem in song made the poet gaze
as the enthralling melody was one of utmost grace
An Obsession. Costly.
Recasting the whole thing
found many pieces missing.
The important parts are not to be found
The remaining parts did not fit together
Thinking what to do
and how to find the missing ones
landed on a project
of searching for old things.
Well, that became a hobby for some time
and in course of time turned into an obsession.
With the old things in mind
this old hag went about hunting
and while in her exploring era
could find lot of treasures
still holding high value.
not minding the price
as to me they are precious
and above all priceless and hard to get.
bought most of them.
Then stopped for a while
to get time to arrange
the things in a proper set up
and also halted more so for a reason
most binding and most essential
for the accrual to replenish
then would go along the collection spree
much to the chagrin of my family.
This mania I think i got it from my ancestors
both my grandfathers being inclined to art
not only objects but also patrons of
music and literature.



