In response to daily post’s one-word prompt : Unfurl
I unfurl my mind what do I see,
My little town staring at me.
I ask her quietly what is wrong,
She reveals her reply in a song.
‘You failed to visit me after you left,
You have gone and I am bereft.’
‘Can I do something to heal your loss?’
‘Visit one more time my lovely boss!’
There are countless unhappy people in this life ,
Despite this, life belongs to those who can enjoy it.
The stars will appear once again
And the moon will shine.
The deserted garden will come alive
With the arrival of Spring.
Sunshine and shadow are the facts of life.
The ones who can endure it ,
Life belongs to them.
Your loss today will be followed by
Each breath you take,
Tells you repeatedly
Life belongs to those who enjoy it.
There are many excuses
To want to die ,
But there is only one reason to live.
In the strings of hope
the heart plays the tune,
This life is for those enjoy it!
L is for love spread it
All over the world
It doesn’t cost a whole lot
But is sure to bring peace!
Loss of lives will not happen
If you lay down your weapon
Long you will live I’m sure
If you give in to reason!
Leave this world safe
For the next generation
They will forever thank you
For your great contribution!
Long live our planet
Long live our people
Let’s make our planet safe
Should be the only consideration!
Music plays a big role in my life. Whenever I’m sad I think about certain songs and quietly sing to feel better.
From a very early age I was fascinated with songs and their lyrics. I started with ,”my mind to me a kingdom is, such perfect joy therein I find.” I was very young when we were taught this song in school. Something about the tune caught my fancy. I’ve never forgotten it.
This was followed by songs in my language. I am a Bengali and Tagore became my idol. I can sit and listen to his songs for a long time. I’m never tired or bored. Music gives me the kind of encouragement I need in times when I am frustrated and am at a loss about what to do with myself.It has a calming effect on me. I’m sure this happens to other people too.
I love Hindi and Urdu songs as well. Now that I understand the lyrics it gives me a lot of pleasure listening and singing.
Sometimes I feel unhappy because I wasn’t allowed to have a musical instrument and a teacher who could give me voice lessons. My family was against it because according to them my education would suffer.
The time has passed, but my love for music hasn’t changed one iota.