Like a symphony

    like a symphony

lyk a connoisseur to souls’ food,

I could sense the sounds’ source.

lyk a shapeless invisible string;pulling,

towards the wood that chores.

orchestrates along;the sea,the breeze,

the chorister within;inrush I groove,

& soul sings along with melody,

& tiniest things that barely move.


a harp,a violin,a piano,a xylen,

a string, a wind,a percussion,a chord,

a virtuoso,an amateur,or just broken heart.

what silenced nature,whatever it be.

those notes hovered;lyk a phantoms’ grasp,

i gasp & groove,i followed;it lead me,

lyk an altared soul,lyk my purpose beholds.

lyk a slave to music,lyk i was born to be.


it broke my aura into pixels of light,

it broke my aura into melody delight,

it broke my aura into nocturne of night,

it broke my aura into shiny sunlight.

i flowed like an essence,

i flowed like a joy,

i flowed like a ray of hope,

i formed-disformed like a symphony.


by : vishu mishra

dated : 31-jan -2013




























like a symphony




my facebook profile :

my facebook blog page :

most welcome.

thanks for stopping by 🙂

blog author,

vishu mishra

blog alias:captnjacksparrow


Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s