by Harshwardhan Sharma
Nothing better than a sweet voice in the morning
The heart wants to hear whilst working
The voice which soothes the troubles of the last day
The one voice the ears long for every day
The mind could not but relax
The body would start to tingle
The eyes could not but leave all the rest
And would start their self-made jingle
The voice could be of your lover
It could be of your mother
But what will happen
Is really simple
Your legs will proceed towards him or her
They would only stop when you reach the one
Your lips would rouse to kiss him or her
They would do the same at every run
If your world is tumbling down
If you fall to the antonym of crown
It will be the only thing warming
A sweet voice in the morning
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Contemporary Indian, Schoolboy BVB Vidyashram Munshi Marg, Jaipur, Linguist, Sanskrit, Hindi, English, French, Spanish, Write about moods, feels, and nature, Most related to wind, Suffer Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, it's what makes me write
Last updated May 08, 2016