Tune Of My Heart

By Ilisha Bhagwat

I sing lullabies of your deeds –

Country, Jazz, and Oldies.

Prelude of your love,

Which is sometimes a symphony,

With an air of melancholy.

You hit my ode of joy,

Very classic and irrepressible.

My heartbeats tune to your strings

They never go offbeat

With the fine-tuning you bring.

I wish I was your Carol.

Your hymn in hot shower.

Your melody on dark days,

And a chant to enlighten.

The love you offer

Makes you the Beethoven to my dead flower.

You are the greatest soul song –

Unforgettable, for all of 7 lives,

To devour.

By Ilisha Bhagwat