drums, beaten vigorously with the 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 anymore
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
EXCELLENT! !! ♥
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I am glad you liked it.. thanks !
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Fabulous Zigyasa ji.
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I witnessed it too…Right now…While reading this.
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Great… that was the purpose 🙂
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The discovery of music is just like a rebirth. I discovered it at age four but I know it was in me before I was born. I love your keen observation of life.
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4 is rather early to discover your interests.. Its wonderful you could learn it so early… All the best for your future plans!! Thanks for reading…
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It is early, but I was a voracious learner of music. I could never have enough and to this day, music has been my greatest love and most inexpensive therapy 🙂 You are welcome. I really do love your work!
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Music is rather a therapy in itself.. great way to soothe us and bring peace to us..
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Yes, it can do both and is also a manifestation of our feelings for those of us who write it.
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