My Voice

My sounding voice
It's so loud
Such that it unites the cloud

My resounding voice
It dance to my tune
And gives me chance to extract pun

My tremendous voice
It sounds so loud that the deaf could hear
And it causes the wicked to fear

It gives me right to be call a poetess
Whispering to me to write poems in excess
Not minding what my ex says

My voice thought me to love poetry
And forever dwell under the poet-tree
So I could learn more

My fabulous voice
It's my pen
I will keep listening and making use of it till ages end

#ForTheLoveOfPoetry