Music

Music...an outlet for emotions...can express most feelings experienced by any living being!!!
this poem personifies Music as a goddess...and describes some of her qualities which i feel she possesses..

Music - so beautiful
A Passion of mine
Has anyone experienced
Something this Divine?

It is a field so Vast
It gives you Space
It can be Vibrant
Or display Grace

Not one can Tame Her
In Entirety
Useless will be Reigns
With ease She'll break free

Any day, if one's feeling down
She always comes around
Singing Her mesmerizing Song
And erasing many a frown

At the doorstep of every Season
She pays a visit to every Town
Whether Spring or Winter
She leaves behind jingling sound

Music is the
Epitome of Happiness
In her presence
For worries, One could care no less

'She' is the Goddess
Of Expression
As she can convey the Feelings
Of any being - Animal or Person

There is no End
To Her Abilities
As Her constant Evolution
Is to herself a Discovery

Music is Eternal
No obstruction stands Time
She changes with every Genre
Yet never loses her Wonderful Chime

Music is a Wonder
Immortal and Free
She will always remain
'The Untamed Beauty'

Her Hidden Temper

This poem talks about nature's fiery temper
once she is angered she can prove to be more dangerous
than the devil himself
and where the different elements act as her weapons of destructions

T'was a Dark
And stormy night
Stars were dim
And out of sight

The waves lashed
The winds howled
The rocks cracked
And revealed their scowl

Flames danced
In bright Orange-Red
A Magnificent site
Leaving many Dead

The Earth apart
The land in Floods
Trees Ablaze
Like Golden studs

The Sky so Black
Clouds Dangerously low
Conveyed that more
Was to Overflow

The Streams and Oceans
Knew no bounds
It seemed like the Fish
Would've drowned!

Storms and Hurricanes
Ripped apart
What stood in their way
And many a Heart

Appearing to have Unleashed
Her Satanic Sins
There She bore
Her Evil Grin

Earth and Hell
That night Alike
Man and Beast
Had fled in Fright

Nature's rage
Showed them all
That above her Power
None could Crawl

For hours together
Her wrath didn't bend
It seemed like the World
Neared its End

Then at last
At the Final Strand
The Rain ceased
On Sea and Land

The Earth was clogged
In water it soaked
Broke, the First Ray of Dawn
A Glimmer of Hope

The World once again
A Beautiful Place
Of Her Fury
She showed no Trace.