We See, We Thee, We Knee

There was the water that had stink, but there was music that had the clink, there were awe"full" mosquitoes but the awe"some" music had us on the toes. There was the unnecessary violence of the police barge, but the violins had more of the stunning charge. There were the jarring comments of disconcert, but the calm moments belonged to the concert.
The evening set in, the lights flashed. For once the water, which was used to dissolving clay and color had dissolved the musical play and stood taller.

In the parking lot were three TVS Champs, in the audience were three teenaged tramps. On the stage was L.Subramanium, set ablaze were the minds in the consortium. The track being played was "Conversations" the stack in the cerebrum was melifulous vibrations.

So "We See"ed, " We Thee" ed and "We Knee" ed

The tramps were myself, Kamal Aakarsh and Ravi Chandra. The time was immemorial, the music was ephemeral.