Lata Mangeshkar Poem by Ruta Mohapatra
Lata Mangeshkar
A voice has fallen silent,
A voice that echoed for ages
In the gullies and valleys of India!
As melodious as the cuckoo,
As lively as a humming bird,
Her voice was the voice of spring.
And yet, at times the same voice
Could raise such deep pathos
As to bring tears to the eyes!
Rest in peace, nightingale;
There will never be another like you.
Who can touch a billion hearts!
Departing cuckoo; / The voice reverberating/ down in the forest! /
A fitting tribute to the nightingale of India, the One and Only Lata Mangeshkar
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5/3/2024 12:03:13 PM # 1.0.0.1119
a real brilliant tribute Bravo!