M.S.Subhalakshmi

a poem by Asha Sunil

There is an emptiness in the air
The place which reserved for her golden voice
A greater void in every heart that knew her
Eyes yearn to glimpse her supreme poise
She was a jewel from the dust,an outcast by birth
With that one talent that no one could hide
She exuded an aura of divinity in music
Many rigid barriers she pushed aside
And now she is gone, but has left behind
Her footsteps for sure in the sands of time
And whenever the air fills with her strains
It goes to show she has not lived in vain…