Peer Review by Suri Purefoy (United States)

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Flute

By: Vani Desabhotla


FREE WRITING

A cold, steel instrument, which greets my heart warmly.
A shy instrument, meek in its ways.
It creeps in discreetly, softly and quietly.
Without anyone's knowledge, never once asking for praise.

A shy instrument, meek in its ways
but when played by many, never ceases to surprise.
Without anyone's knowledge, never once asking for praise.
It can create anticipation, terror or mimic the sunrise.

But when played by many, never ceases to surprise.
A weak thing it may seem, and not at all bright.
It can create anticipation, terror or mimic the sunrise.
One day, they shall inherit the earth, as was their birthright.

A weak thing it may seem, and not at all bright.
It creeps in discreetly, softly and quietly.
One day, they shall inherit the earth, as was their birthright.
A cold steel instrument, which greets my heart warmly.


Peer Review

One out of many would be "It can create anticipation, terror or mimic the sunrise." I just thought it was beautiful!


Wanting to touch that amazing instrument.


Do you play the flute? Your description of it is so professional, it's like you're one with the instrument!


Reviewer Comments

Flowing words, wonderful stanzas, a beautiful poem!
Amazing job, Vani! Keep up the fantastic work!