Something falls too hard...near or far
A smash answers the wind's call
A child's cry drowns out the cloud
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Everything revolves around the drunken sky, the hub. Your one line, ' Nothing leaves without leaving a throb' adds niceties to the corpus of this poem...appreciated!
6) and congratulations, Nosheen. The poem is already among the "Best Poems of Members"…¿
5) " Nothing leaves without leaving a throb Be it storm or be it love! "… I have written about these lines already. What more? ! ,
4) the choice of words, phrases and metaphors! "A smash answers the winds call", " Splinters of a tired window at the feet" simply great! And the image of "a drunk sky"….
But, she can do nothing to stop me from adding the poem to MyFavourites.
I wanted to give five stars here. But Nosheen has said "No! " But she can b
Exquisite poetry. Truly Nosheenic. The closing lines stopped my heart! well, almost..
Nothing leaves without leaving a throb Be it storm or be it love!
The sky is drunk on something Fermented long enough in some cellar
The last two lines are so beautiful. Such a wonderful poem. Loved it. Thanks.
Visited again today… to this exquisite class poetry