Desert Of Heart Comments

Amusing......In love when we try to see and evaluate things from our own view-point it somewhat appears in the same way as you jotted down in this poem...Great imagery and nice flow....Second Ashra of Ramazan Karim...

A beautifully written poem on a painful love. Sometimes love is just a mirage. Wonderful expression.

Wonderful poem.....Beautiful....each and every line is full of beauty....thank you for sharing :)

Vivid, metaphorically rich, and poignant. I agree entirely with Pam's words below me, but to me, I guess, such an 'exploration' has only one folly for the explorer - sometines it makes us lose us our own ways. We love the one with the pride - hubris - to take a Greek term - and in the end it turns out to be our very own hamartia.. Relatable and wonderfully crafted Afrooz. Thank you for sharing :)

I like this poem... You present very vivid yet contrasting imagery.. You liken the heart of the speaker's love interest, but when you peek in his heart, you see mirages everywhere.. Meaning you thought it would be full of fertile land or love, but instead you found a dry desert. Then, in the third stanza, the speaker implores the love interest for understanding of why he is unable to feel or return love when she says, 'what doesn't let a cloud/on your heart rain well? / Then, the final rhyming couplets give the answer: Pride. I enjoyed your poem, the metaphors and the imagery. Thanks for sharing.

Life is a desert deserted without trees In the desert of life there is no lover no hubby nor wife A desert has no water rarely any trees where can you then find shades to guard against the harshly hot breeze no one does ever in the day freeze the nights alone are lovely in paradise we appear to be an oasis emerges from the winds of no where there is no horizon sands detour all the time till sunrises again Breathe along with me I am that desert in search of love so lonely a commodity like dates far up the tree how can I taste thy love tell me O you on camel back an enemy

Guess it was blown disappeared Lest for the wind of your pride It disappeared! Yes, pride and being too much egoistic repels the clouds of love that could have turned the desert in a fertile green land.

Nice ink! I love to read it. Heartiest thanks to you. Be well always.

Very nice poem. ''... How dear I was That you let me see with my own eyes Deep in your heart! ...''

Guess it was blown disappeared Lest for the wind of your pride It disappeared! yes pride kills. it is true pride kills love, relationships and life itself. u have portrayed it well. thank you dear poetess

You write very well. I enjoyed this poem very much. It was just like an unusual rain on a thirsty desert. Thanks.

Outstanding poem with questions and searching out with heart. Your poetry is unique and quite personal, please keep writing.

A lovely verse indeed

God please send some rain on that desert heart, , , Well done my friend!

nice piece. Thanks for sharing. I like the metaphorical language in use.

A desert of a heart no moisture just parched and dry with nothing to give, just a mirage to hope for water to hope for love! Lovely write!

not even your track is noticed, what a horrible place. 'Desert of heart' is not a place to be but certainly it is a poem to read! Please read my poem 'Calculus Of A Life Time'

Dear afrooz, congratulation, it' so great. By the way, where's my own track Where's it gone, how's it gone? Good luck.

Oh! deep in my heart I see you singing In full swing of joy to expell the deserts of life

Nicely presented, I thank you for your words.