This world of noise,
there is something that tells stories even without voice.
Tales of tune,
how the voice blends inside a busy room.
Song of silence,
nothing goes by our own choice.
Awaited bell of school,
we are eager to hear, inside young hearts so deep.
A crib mobile helps a tiny star to fall asleep.
The loudest sound in the coldest room,
where hope shakes to bloom, barely a sound makes life uneasy,
merciless beep of an ECG.
Rain has its own song,
sometimes loud, to stay long.
Do you know the long-wanted doorbell?
It sparks magic when a father comes back.
The separation anthem of airport,
time agrees but stays short.
Alarm shakes the night of calm,
unwanted so much but never meant harm.
Tunes have their own world, floating like mist,
where life has access to every single playlist.