Unheard Symphonies.......... Poem by lalitha iyer

sound of wild brooks
spit by mountain rocks
spelling the silent lives
with syllables of rhythmic beats

drops of rain aching to beat
upon the breast of leaflet wet
audible to only insect sets
incredible to the world of electronic sets

at the mid of night
when the world is buried asleep
an orchestra of moonlit waves
rocks the seashore paves
beating the chest of unyielding sands
the crazy water bands
spells the dark hours with mysterious stands.