Friday, May 8, 2009

A Complain... But To Whom? Comments

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To whom
do I complain
is it here...?
...
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Afzal Shauq
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Mohammad Muzzammil 16 September 2011

Nice poem containing beautiful words to express your pain seeing the plight of society of the present era. The world has been dominated by wealth and now there is no value of man. I like your poem ^_^

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Natasha Kirke 31 October 2010

Hm. I really like this one! It's very meaningful!

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Fadwa Gmiden 20 October 2010

you can complain to your words you can complain to your god because he's the only one will hear you

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Rabia Fazal 15 July 2010

Slam, You have written this very nicely.very adorable keep writing.

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Krazy Rae 22 April 2010

It kind of makes you think...I like it very nice hope you continue writing

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aaa bbb 14 April 2010

adorable poem, I like it

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Tanvi Damle 20 January 2010

i luv ur thoughts..realli gud...specially the way you end it

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Sathyanarayana M V S 23 December 2009

Great poem. The ending is very modern, very much from the third world type of thought.......introspective! ! ! !

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Shelbi Holzen 01 December 2009

i enjoyed reading thisone.

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Rosa Banks 01 December 2009

I dont think a lot of people want to hear hearts your song also they dance for money bc thats how we live to day but hey like the saying says' if you can't beat them join um'!

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Kassiah Gervaise 28 November 2009

a very lovely poem i liked it.

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Chris G. Vaillancourt 15 October 2009

An awesome, evocative write

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Aparna Sinha 25 September 2009

Wow..what a great begining! ! I am lucky..I loved this poem..how very thoughtful, Thank you for uploading marvellous thoughts on poemhunter

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Annabel Sheila 16 August 2009

This poem is a sad testament to the value placed on material things. In the end, the things we can't hold in our hands are what counts. They are the real treasures in life. Wonderful poem! Anna

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'I present songs of love played on my heart's violin But they would rather dance for money.' - You loved them honesty from the depths of your heart. But they instead fell for material and superficial things like look and money... they lost...... such depreciates and grows old... the the love of a heart only grows.....

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Rehana Nazli 07 August 2009

A poem abour despair that is felt deeply. It is simply expressing for me the complexity of human civilization, the clash between spiritual and mmaterial needs. You are idealistic Shauq- a poet with heart felt desires.

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Angela Michel 05 August 2009

well written.. so few words to say so much.

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Amy Douglass (Fifita) 29 July 2009

Loved it>>>its true yet saddening we live in this world when lives are less important for money<<

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Lamis Fahal . 24 July 2009

first i like the fact that u live somewhere in the world of dream can i join i liked the poem and i felt the pain in the words and how it is hard to find someone to lend u his ear bcz most are gold diggers. they either want money or want money and few how dont. well done and great job

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Sophia Hayyat 23 July 2009

very realistic and witty poem...

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