Sound Of Wisdom Poem by Moahammad Maleki

There is a sound within my soul portending a long night of inner-tumult
There is a sound rising from the very compartment of my body
Devouring sanity of logic like a covetous scavenger chewing its victim

There is a sound soaring from valleys of abysmal darkness
There is a sound reverberating within the ambush of treachery
Pushing me down to zone of horror like a wrecked boat sinking down deep
deep under frozen ocean of infinite bottom

There is a sound ascending from woes of unreckonable extent
There is a sound surging through the realms of extinct future
Disintegrating me to smithereens of doomed to be buried under burned soils of catastrophe.
Tiny bits carrying by winds of transitory temperament
And disappear beneath gravels

As if my soul hovering over dangerous kingdom of undiscovered history
Enigmatic domain of muddy destiny metamorphoses puzzle into a raveled mystery
There is a sound within my soul resonating feeling of trepidation and gravity against my trembling body

There is a sound escalating to the pinnacle of skepticism
Crashing sanguine and abiding optimism

Eventually I got it
It is a sound of foresight erupting from chest of wisdom
How elegantly it can be risen?
To which boundless boundaries it can be glistened with jocund art?
How splenderous it can illuminate Darkness of villain and plagued prison?

Oh, my heart as if exploding, beating so savagely
What a sonorous and dulcet sound of salvation.