Tuesday, June 9, 2020

Unsung Praise

My eyes twinkled, with the dawn of sun,
Realised that it was the first day of my holidays
I was happy and joyful to the sound of birds,
When I strolled by the boulevard of roses at my place.

Picture Courtesy - The road less travelled
Cheerful composers welcomed me, by merrily playing their song of nature.
Was mesmerized to hum, sing, and dance,
When they played the Mozart - Sonata in F and other tunes to capture
It was the best musical extravaganza I had ever experienced.

The old harpsichord was spellbinding as it could be,
which ceased my attention completely, and I got engrossed to hear him play.
My compliments made him blush… seemed like,
In the harsh thankless world, mesmeric pieces of art like these, go always unappreciated.