An echo
Echo of the bells
And a syrupy song
Far from distance
Sounding 
Into my ears
In tune with
The music of nature
Singing so sweet 
The singing soul.
Whether 
A romantic
Or doleful 
An emotional lore
A melody soulful
The secret remains
But never again
And no more
Like that impact
Of the song
Of wandering soul
Sounded 
Into my ears again.
Confusing- 
Though 
Impressing upon
Sounding so high
Floating in the sky
Travelling
Over the mounts
Peaks
And low dales
Possibly singing
The wandering soul
Love of mankind
Telling the tales.
Confirming 
About 
The heart of man
Not the brain
To be true abode
Of a pure love
As such is the song  
Of singing soul.
Making beat
The heart so fast
Boiling its blood
Thumping so loud
Blocking the brain
As common to all
Singing so sweet 
The singing soul.
Whilst 
Listening
To no logic
No reason
High or low
Gain or loss
Dancing 
With the echo
Echo of bells
Full of passion
As such is the song 
Of singing soul.
 
-Copyright © hrsharma ®2015 
 Ludhiana, Punjab, India.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    