I Miss Her Magical Voice Poem by Shariq Lone

I miss a lot of her magical voice,
She crooned a song without music.
I saw that moment,
I enjoyed.

I hear sore songs her magical voice,
That magical voice sleeps my heart with slowly
after that, my heart doesn't want to wake.
My heart maintain silence,
When she crooned a song.

Now she is not here I found bleeding in my ears,
Probably my heart is crying and then drops blood,
my parched eyes also drop blood in her
recollection.