Strings of my heart
Plays a tune
weave a melody
Stronger than flute
A tune I found
In midst of a wood
Under the banyan
As i stood
The birds chirping
I closed my eyes
The chords struck
Was left defying
And i carried
The medium in my heart
Wherever i went
Rhyms spurred

AND since then chords were never lose
I muse I chose, seduce

Author's Notes/Comments: 

on the beautiness,, of life

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