Beauty Of Voice.............. Poem by alya maini

The beauty of voice



It’s not in the choice of words

It’s not the classiness of accent

it’s not in the huskiness of speech

It’s the beauty of his voice that attracts



The purity of his heart is what reflects in the dialogue



When he is happy his joy is apparent in his talk

When he is bitterly angry his annoyance is clear in his silence amidst a heavy speech

His voice conveys every emotion

What he wants to say

What he doesn’t want to but intends to make sure you understand



That’s the splendor of his voice



At times when I don’t want to listen to even a single word from him

And the way he calms me down with a cute and adorable note

His effortless ways of convincing and explaining the walks of life is what is commendable

It’s the serenity of his speech what makes the dialect too innocent



That’s the ethereal beauty of his voice



Listening to him, Talking to him

Takes you to the exquisite journey of patience

The beauty of his voice is so magnificent that its takes you to dark realms of brooding ambience

A swirling eternal world of dreams



It’s in the genuineness of his words

it’s in the depth of his of speech

It’s is the elegance of his accent

It’s all in the delicate beauty of his voice



cause that’s the only thing that makes his presence felt