Sound-I
Tea in the tea pot starts brewing, Leaving its lid rattling. Milk cooker too starts whistling, Its tea time in the early morning. Amidst, the birds chirping and leaves bustling, Every sip with sound, I keep enjoying.
I really wonder what makes this sound, Which gives us joy in profound. It’s a simple harmonic motion, Leading to an oscillation. A Compression followed by rarefaction, helps the medium in sound wave propagation.
Pleasant notes to the ear, Always I prefer to hear. Music of the strings and notes of air column, Beats of drum all sound in rhythm. Intensity, pitch, frequency all matter, Echo is also required to batter.
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