The Volume of Her Tones

The volume of
Her tones
Create a creakiest
Voice at the night...

Ocean of her smile
Wakes a slumber
Of her absences.
Ringing tones spread
amidst choruses
and crowded rim:
The conflagration of rhymes.

The melody in her voice
Like a heavenly voice
In a hushed cathedral
The rain drops one by one;
And some people flies outside
To see the flowing of her dulcet
Counting a cracks by the said rain.

The grave that changes trajectory
Lives in the grey!
The state is neonatal and aged
In an empty growth!

Adam garko


Dedicated to her surpass ******* earth❤