Whose voice is that I hear?
So loud and clear
Reverberating each cell of my being
Mesmerizing, haunting, jaunting,
Firmly resounding in the air.
So sweet, so lucid
So enthralling, so entreating
Resounds here, there and everywhere,
Dripping to converse in a Treat…
Soft ,meek ,humble is the soul where it houses
As I know
It is the voice of my Valentine.
My Valentine is
The nucleus of each cell of my being
Which keeps the momentum, the ride and tide
And helps me to surf the waves
In the sea of vast humanity.