Before you read this poem, I would pray you read the original version by Miss Harriet(Twitter Handle: @_leftyy_) (THE EVENING IN YOUR VOICE: http://wp.me/p3GKc8-4g or the direct link: http://wp.me/p3WkxE-m) Methinks she was swimming in the ocean of love as she recalled the lovely tension in her lover’s voice :). Sadly, I’m single and I don’t have a lover. So, I wrote my version – hoping to find a lover whose voice I will appreciate too.
I dream to long for a voice
Praying it should have that calm nature
Which I heard brings peace of mind
And, I know, joy to the soul.
That evening I hope to find in her voice
Which will brighten the morning
Gladden the noon time
And give a perfect night.
I hope it will be an immeasurable treasure
Not in despair to have a sweet nature
And bring pleasure to remove this pressure.
She said an evening lies in the voice
So still – it has no form of noise
It leaves one with no choice
Only with the option to rejoice.
She told me it is a voice perfectly made
A voice to be heard by all –
Men, women, children alike
Even the ones yet unborn
Now, I will go out in the morning
And search to hear the evening in her voice before noon,
It will be a sound from the harp
Bringing happiness and calmness
And life to my dead single soul
Unknown lady, I long for your voice
To listen to that evening that lies in your voice.
Dedicated to single souls like mine, and not like Harriet’s.
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