The voices whisper

The voices echo

The voices create nuisance sometimes

The voices are blessings of the loved one’s

Some voices are different

Some voices are no different

Voices may be an argument

May be someone’s random call

Some voices are unsaid

Some are so meaningful - Baby’s babble

Some are unsaid – God’s reply’s

Some voices hallucinate but are strong- one’s Intuition

Some voices echo from no where

Some are like soft music on the synthesizer
Some bounces and blends in the other
universe of not humans
Some just cannot be described…
If there existed no physical bodies

And only intangible voices of people

His’s would have been my favorite

It sparkles like those in the shallow valley

It flourishes like words of heaven

Regards
Kiran Sakker Sudha