The One On The Fest Beats

Amidst the click of selfies,

In the conglomeration of adorning hues,

I saw a story, being written,

On the scales of rhythm and blues;

 

In the thud of the steps,

In the symphony of the taps,

Intertwined was a tale,

Acknowledged by the claps;

 

From the beats of the drums,

From the tune out of strums,

From the magic that flute spread,

Emanated a yarn, eternally that pervade;

 

In the stuttering of robots,

In the swirling of drones,

In the vroom of the RC cars,

Resided the gala of rising stars;

 

In the cackling of rendezvous,

In the cheering that arose in unison,

In the cacophony of loud screams,

Lingered a saga of California dream;

 

In the melody of the voice,

In the rhythm of the movements,

In the shout out for glory,

In the grin of success,

And in the cry of joy,

Cradled an anecdote, a storyteller’s ploy.

 

Author’s Note – Our college fest ELAN & Nvision was recently concluded. This poem, an onomatopoeia, is first in the series of my related experience. It celebrates the amazing aura created by the festive beats and the story that dwells in that bustling atmosphere. I would be writing more about it in the subsequent posts. Ciao! 🙂

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