Winnie Panicker
It lead me into a room that was dark
And eerie
And looked like havens arena
Notes of music, salsa-ing and balae dancing
In the ball room of my mind
The plaintive tunes went high and low
And moved to and fro
Glimmers of light lit up and blinked
And it let the music flow still
Into the glassy ocean of innocence
The keys black and white when
I played it sensuously
It led me into a room of
Fantasizing dreams and colorful
Thoughts...
Like the dead ends when a music note
Finishes playing … it echoed with all mite
In the ears that longed for thirsty drops
In a quenching heart.
