The sound

A poem on "Sounds"

Great is the sound of music
it soothes the mind
Especially when one is sick
It's so gentle and kind.

There are five senses in our body
Sense of taste is the strongest one
We the survival of the fittest use it daily
Ignoring the rest as if there was none.


The ears has to hear any sound
Whether it be big or small
This organ is ovalshaped not round
The eardrum puts up with it all.

the world came into existance with an enormous bang
What was its importance I still don't understand

There are many people born deaf
The sound means nothing to them
Can't hear even a rattling leaf
How can they hear my poem.

They will hear with their teeth they can
I know it sounds so strange an act
If they bite a switched on radio or a fan
Try it yourself it's a fact.

Ears are tested to hear perfectly
It's important to the musicians
Each note must sound correctly
Or you're sent to the phisicians.

Of its soothing sound music is a boon
Listening to it with closed eyes
Or contemplating the full moon
Among the stars in the clear skies.

There are various sounds in the world we live in
soothing is the village church bell when ringing
There exist sounds in our body within
Plug your ears and listen first thing in the morning.

The sound of an orchestral music at lunch time
Or when one is tired can't think but only wonders
Sit with a pint of lager and lime
Or watch the TV with all its blunders.

The sweet voices of children are music to the ears
Often noticed by the loving parents
Even when they cry with big tears
We love them hug them and bless them with presents.

Lekhram.