soft sound like brass
tender melodies like breeze
sounds that excites the soul
melodies that refreshes the spirit
like the moaning of the lover
that leaps the hearts
and the chirping of the sparrow
that calls the night
like the singing of the mother
that lures the child
like the quiet voice of the conscience
that guides the will
like the babies first cry
and the adult last breathe
like rumors that cause war
and humour that breaths laughter
whispers litters every nook
some leaping our hearts
some winking our might
but whisper is a way of life!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem