I like a noise of my choice, The lullaby of my mother's voice, The chirping of birds as they rejoice, The stamping of the candidates in poise. Can you hear it? Can you hear that noise? It’s a melodious noise.
I like a noise in rhythmic melodies, The rattling of the rain in synchrony, The crashing of waves in my balcony, The rushing of the wind in the canopy. Can you hear it? Can you hear that noise? It’s so harmonious like a symphony.
The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed, The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms were broken if revealed.
Can you hear it? Can you hear that noise?
I like a noise to signal life, The boom of unforeseen brightness, The whooping of boys’ numbness, So amusing - in the midst of strife.