Discordant notes

Natural melody; music; urban noise shrill and disorienting

Discordant notes

Daily,

Birds wake him up,

In the stuffy bed-room,

The failing eyes scan the

Skies for the harbingers of

Dew-dripping morns,

The feathered friends,

Winging their way,

Up-n-down,

Up-n-down,

Like moving lines,

Across the blue space wide,

The happy children of God,

Speaking a language hardly

Understood;

The cheerful symphony,

Punctured by blaring horns,

Of the mad school buses, and

Of the speeding auto-rickshaws and

Pricey bikes;

The harsh sounds,

Jarring on the nerves,

And the ears,

The discordant notes,

To an otherwise,

A  daily opera

Divine.

 

Reviews

[Frieda P]

The natural and unnatural coming together, the yin and yang of music that we are daily bombarded with. Charming read.

[Sunil Sharma]

Thanks a lot, Frieda P, for your comments. You rightly captured its mood.