A Tired Refugee! Comments

Moreover, the photograph appended makes this poem so emotional and endearing!

I can imagine the depth of this amazing little poem! Last two lines are the epitome of this beautiful poem! Most significantly, the simile in the last line which acts as the title of this beautiful poem is just fabulous! Liked it so much….10

Hi Aarzoo, Beautiful poem. Philosophical, but earthly. It is true, everybody is a refugee here. As one of our most famous writers, Vakom Mohammed Basheer has put it, we own nothing on earth. Even the land on which you have built your abode belong to trillions of beings of all kinds and species that lived and still live there. You are just a refugee in their land; they have kindly allowed you stay. Even the oxygen you breath is the benevolence all the green trees and plants, who have chosen shade you from the hot sun. And still man thinks, the earth, nay the universe belong to him! How absurd. Thank you Aarzoo for sharing this nice poem and prompting the thoughts.

How to feel about a refugee who has lost everything. Good and touching write.

A wonderful poem with philosophical meanings.

Like a tired refugee, they too sought a permanent abode. torn and bleeding........ memories that remain. very nice poem. thank you dear poetess. tony

A powerful picture that is rich in realism!

A striking image of a bleeding heart torn and tormented by memories! They knock in at unexpected moments, bewildering and leaving us tired and exhausted!

Superb! ! ! they are precious. Nicely thought poem...10++++

Memories coming as a tired immigrant is a nice idea. A beautiful poem.

If only those stale memories, feelings, and tender regrets did find an abode... It would have been so much better... Like Kelly, this poem struck a chord with me.. The comparison is beautiful.. Simple, sweet, and short but it hits the nail with just the right force.. Thanks Arzoo.. A perfect 10..

Beautiful, beautiful. Like a tired refugee, they only sought a permanent abode. Thats the voice of every soul. I find this poem v calming. Loved it.10 certainly.

The peace and silence in this poem is eternally feels good.....beautiful poem...I loved it....thank you for sharing man :)

I like this piece. It struck a chord me. Some memories are like refugees, seeking asylum.

A permanent abode is much needed for the soul. Nice piece of work.

Inclination arose asleep soul........ Mamji your pen bridges the gap between self and thyself......... Grrt

'stale memories.... A long lost torment.... A few menacing inclinations'.... 'Like a tired refugee' seek their own space in the heart of a lacerating soul. Thanks.