AN ANGEL OF MUSIC

 [AN ODE ON THE INDIAN SKYLARK.. A TRIBUTE]

Music has a charm that melts even the hardest of  human emotion,

Oozing the flow  that invigorates the audience in rapt attention,

Our Nation, a bliss in Carnatic music, for generations did it instill,

Here is one maestro who captivated the  nation to a  standstill.

 

An arduous beginning, her ascent to the throne by her sheer skill,

The mellifluous voice reverberated over hills and valleys in full,

For four scores of years, the nation rejoiced oft humming her score.

Won many a laurel, accolades began to crown her in endless pour.

 

Song stirred the nation after the defeat in war, a  heartrending feel

None can forget the soulful Aye Mere Watan ke or the scenes in reel

Sending the Premier into tears, the whole nation in a pall of gloom

Her voice won praises from the victorious enemy, ironically in zoom.

 

An iconic remark, ready to sacrifice Kashmir for this singing skylark.

Aptly conferred Bharat Ratna  for her monumental musical task 

A Colossus had  many glorious summers, now she calls it a day,       

Queen of Music left us for a Heavenly concert, orphaning us this day