How old is the suffering
The wind-swept field, robbed
Of ripened grain
How long has it been?
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Superb..................You left me speechless............10++++
Sigh! Ab Khudara kuch mat poocho... Sadiyan guzar gayi baharain jaise ghar ka rasta bhool gai.. Lekin nayi baharon ki umeed akhri saans tak baaqi hai. perfect 10 for all those questions.
Since ages man has been subject to the harsh vicissitudes of fate! Yet like rock, we have stoically withstood all ravages of Nature and time. The age old saga of man's fight for survival will go on! Great write Nosheen!
The crude plots of fate. This scene come to life of devastation. Your description of what once was while asking the questions of how long. Such a strong and heady theme done with the subtle beauty of a questioning and convicting mind. Splendidly portrayed in all of its sad implications. The loose hammock, the rushing waves......
Rushing waves scribble in this particular imagery wonderfully. This is very finely drafted and shared poem definitely.
This is very nice and full of hope, Nosheen. Especially I liked the final words The crude plots of fate.
Amazing, fresh, enjoyed reading.10