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 ******* earthâ¤
