Dreams
Insecticides sprayed
On stinking water in our streets.
Eyes of coming generations
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Powerful dark imagery.. I clearly see the draped figure with the sickle.Thankfully life is filled with light for those who want to see! E
I don't quite get it, have to read each line very carefully and with understanding. I read it many more times but only few lines I understood. I don't blame you, I realized that every poem has its own interpretation and views. Just keep on writing, mate.
Articulate, striking imagery. A powerful comment on the difficult times in which we live. But in the landscapes of the mind, dreams are not homeless and hope is still alive. Praise for your gifted pen, Naseer. As always, Sandra
This is really good! How did you come up with that it's really creative.
Thought provoking and wise with a sadly real depiction of the current state of affairs with our world. Thank you for sharing.
I really like this poem for some odd reason i kinda understand what ur saying or at least i think i do lol. ;)
I like it also. You make translation good. I understand :) Greetings :) Dagmara Anna
Dreams Insecticides sprayed On stinking water in our streets. Eyes of coming generations Empty tins......... What an imaginations you are gifted with..............poem presents the bleak scenario of the modern world...............marvellous write............
dreams nipped in the bud, a lifetime of conformity, hungry and thirsty for freedom- what a lmiserable life for coming generations. are we just helplessly watching... in desperation and resignation, although simmering with in. powerful indictment- a proscribed poster. mamta
Gosh! What a powerful and vivid poem. It is so very sad for our grandchildren. Excellent writing. Karin Anderson
This is a very good poem, what we are giving to our generations comming are just those empty tins. Good one Naseer.10
Very powerful considerations here Naseer. Much to think about indeed! Regards Mark
each one has its own philosophy in life, , , , we have also different interpretitions and perspective in life..poetry has its own uniqueness too..it depends on how the readers give life to the words written in every poems..so, this time, i would rather say that i got difficulties on how to make a statement concerning this 'proscribed poster'...but...this is a game of mind..so, , , this is very beautiful, everyone should think..this piece of yours is nicely delivered dear name..lavs ya.. naizz
A fascinating flow of arresting words and images. We poets don't seek inspiration for our poetry, the poems demand to be written. Another insightful, challenging read. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
an excellent poem with deep meaningful thoughts........