Voice

Hey. Sorry I haven’t posted in a while. Anyways, let’s get going. This is just a simple poem, I like it. Anyway, I’m honestly out of poem ideas, so along with your comments, please comment any three random words. Now let’s begin-

A mellow whisper dancing through the night,
A little bulb of softly singing light,
The whisper danced around full of love and glee,
Waiting to see what the world would be,
A mellow voice danced through the streets,
So soft and lovely, so very sweet,
Then appeared hoarse groan bursting the gentle chant,
Zooming through the trees and plants,
Yelling through the night loud and rough,
Screaming in a voice so sickly and gruff,
Screaming at the top of it’s little lungs,
But as it yelled and screamed and began to cry,
Throwing all it’s problems into the night sky,
Giving them to the stars which danced,
Came the mellow voice with a hop and a prance,
It softly sang, gentle and happy,
Pulling the other into the trance of glee,
Then together they hummed with a voice lovely,
As through the day they danced, free.
Free of troubles, free of pain,
Free of sadness, free of rain.