A Village Far Far Away Comments

naseer....one feels nostalgic going back to the roots, and childhoodd memories remains in some corner in the heart.great poem..............]]] 𝗪𝘄𝘄.𝗽𝗮𝘆.𝗵𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝟵.𝗰𝗼𝗺

nice

this is the way it should have been for me. a poem that warms the cockles of my heart a truly gifted writer, john

This is very nostalgic. The images are virtually real put in brilliant words as usual. I would like to read the original as translations are never a substitute of the original.work. See my poem 'Ek khazan raseeda drakht' which I was unable to translate into english properly.

My story and yours are not that different. Emotion and nostalgia beautifully expressed by you. I am going to put a new poem up called Landing Place. Have a look at it later.

Yes Nasir like the mountain is the village oh to hold it for a second would be like having it forever but alsas it is only for the dream time. A wonderful work is this.

Wonderful nostalgic piece deep lovely a bit sad and melancholy…always montage is…. Reminds me of the return of innocence (ENIGMA) … and strangely of my childhood memories came flushing gushing back I could have written this poem..from my heart... any time.... but it is done penned too beautifully... a pleasure to read great poem cheers

naseer....one feels nostalgic going back to the roots, and childhoodd memories remains in some corner in the heart.great poem!

I like this Naseer. The atmosphere and images are strong and convincing.

But life has trampled me Under direction-less feet Of crowds in cities' you know what Naseer you bring nostalgic memories of my village too.we all have come to cities, running a rat race..yeah we feel the villages calling us... yet like strangers we pay a rare visit to our native villages every now and again.. nice one indeed10 +++

The rustic out-of-time world you create here brings your village very close! A wonderful and evocative poem. Well done!

it was a beautiful poem.it reminds me of my birth place, though i was born in a city. i liked the lines 'dream of happy days to come, while learning my lessons, under a dim hurricane lamp'

.Dazzling write Sir!  Your words moved me into visualizing the visit and, as all things were created in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, the bonds of roots, home and family make a homecomig sacred. 'My lisping words As they fell from my lips Are still alive' will be said of your poems in years to come - in respect Cindy

Really a beautifull poem...it reminds me of my village...great...keep writing...

a very beautiful gift to share with us all. we all indeed grow, but we have truly come from a village far away. very creative.10++++

A sweet and slightly melancholic remembrance of an inner child in all of us. Thanks for sharing these memories of glowing fireflies..10 Best wishes. A.

Friend, A good poem of sweet nostalgia. Likening the sound of your lisping words to that of a rapier thrust into silence is a telling image.

great nostalgic thoughts expreesed with knack

beautiful piece describing your far, far away village... you successfully shared with us its beauty by your wonderful poetic words.. reminscing your childhood life..... expressed the feeling of there's no place like home... beautiful thoughts.....

A very beautiful poem. I know what you exactly mean, and to some extent, how you feel.10++++