My Scattered Thoughts Vi Comments

A truly fantastic poem leaving a reader mesmerized by the beauty of the words embedded in this piece. Glad to revisit. A treasure to read..

All of us can be a mystery wrapped in a riddle shrouded in an enigma. But yet we all shine in our way.

You resort to marble-cold mood, though you despise it. It means gentleness resides inside of you and pretending to be hard goes against your grain. And sparks are hidden under the ashes, intensity of feelings expressed gracefully and it all happens to us whenever we are selfishly misunderstood.

scattered thoughts, , yes, we all have scattered thoughts, , , but how many can so beautifully collect them and present before us[reader] in such an organic whole, , in such a beautiful totality, , a gem of a poem, , thanx, , now next part vii? when? ? / ''' is it raining somewhere? ? icing on cake, , , i lov this line, , so beautifully fitted, , after a pause,

All of us feel at onetime or other that we are not properly understood! How can others when we remain an enigma to ourselves? A powerful write Shahzia! !

Yeah, it's raining here :) should I send some? Good imagery, lady!

so long so far its yr most outstanding poem....mood, you are slave of it, you do not understand yourself how others can? in the ashes there is still spark......seriously nice one...like it / love it...10