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 girl on earth❤
Jun 5, 2017
Jun 5, 2017 at 12:18 AM UTC
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 girl on earth❤