of rigorous skills
met the vibrant dholak beats
Night Ganga lushly flowed
amidst the exotic Oudh smoke
saturated with musk
dispersed with soft swishes of fanning silk.
Pausing, listening, flowing with benevolent grace,
Night turned into
a languid panicle of wine and song.
He sang on but silence reigned within
alone with his resplendent throes
A vagabond soul
drenched in an extravaganza of musical mayhem.
Moist eyes transmuted tears
into seven, divine string throbs
Dholak beats echoing the reverberant
overtones of an inner Sarod.
A vibrant Jugalbandi
of trembling tones
inside a resonant soul.
This poem was written for an Ekphrastic poem competition based on the given painting .