Yearly Archives: 2020

S.P.B.

a poem by Yerra Praneeth

S.P.B.
A three letter mother music goddesses memorable child
Music is his life
Singing is his love

S.P.B.
Most of the voices are clear
Few of the voices are dear
Some of the voices are near to all of us
But S.P.B.voice is clear, near for all of us…
S.P.B.
S for star singer
P for people’s lover
B for Best giver
Beautiful voice, I don’t have any choice
It’s only voice, S.P.B. voice.

S.P.B.
Imitating voice is his patent
Inspiration singing is his talent
S.P.B. sir,
We might physically miss you sir
But we will never forget you sir
S.P.B. sir, love you sir… legendary sir…
S.P.B.