Let there be no music
For sometime let it be silent.
Let it settle down
A little, it has been so violent.
The cries of the hero
Longing for his love he lost.
Or the band’s drumbeats
On the floor, cheering raise a toast.
Tune off the radio,
Let there be no sound.
Knock off the earphones
They give my head a round.
You ask for a jazz?
Or skip from pop to rock,
Spare me the Raga, I’ll
Even shove away the filmy dock.
Melody melts as venom, in
My lonely self and a bottle of rum,
For I have walked miles and months,
And the iPod’s been the sole hum.
Tune it off for the
Hero’s croon; love makes me cry.
Knock off the earphones, for the
Revelling beats give nostalgia a try.
Let there be no music
For sometime let there be no noise,
Hush, I quite like this silence,
Please, I just wait to hear a voice…
