Poem – The Flute Player

 Soft and enchanting music


Opened the gates of heaven;


I tiptoed out of breath


In a garden of gorgeous flowers;


Intoxicated by the scent of the flora


Of all beauty


I tilted slightly


Almost lost myself;


Enthralled by the sweetest of the sweet fragrance


I fell under the charm of the flute player


Anita Bacha



Thought for the Day


Music expresses what cannot be spoken and cannot be kept mute

Anita Bacha

Flute Player


  Flute Player!

 In the lake of her heart

 Your melancholic music

 Floats in rapture

 Her dancing eyes

 Her laughing eyes



 Crying for more

Anita Bacha