just a human i am

i lack perfection

make my own mistakes

i accept i may have flaws

just a human i am

 

when music was born

when music was born

mySestina

drums beaten up vigorously with sticks

strings of guitar mercilessly squeezed and pulled

saxophone saturated, overflowed with air in its lungs

keys of piano wept the pressure of pianist’s fingers

harmonica went almost out of breath

cymbal going deaf with unstopping collision

accordion blown up to the extent of explosion

synthesizer mourned to keep up the pace

chimes yearned for wind not to blow

songster with his closed eyes

went nearly blind for the depth of the song

i was there, i witnessed that moment

when MUSIC was born

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