Leila Hadi


Ashes To Ashes - Poem by Leila Hadi

Why speak
when words become weak
and everything you want is in the darkness
and you are forever alone

Happiness will never meet you
and your prince will never seek you
You will die unknowing
from your heart with blood flowing

Beating and pumping
all of your life into nothing
You'll be a stain on the soil
until dust in the face of turmoil


Comments about Ashes To Ashes by Leila Hadi

  • Edward Kofi Louis (1/5/2016 4:43:00 AM)


    From the soil and, back to the soil! Birth and death. Nice work. (Report) Reply

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  • Khairul Ahsan (12/25/2015 9:26:00 PM)


    Your poem's tone of melancholy persists for some time after one has read it. A well written poem, I must say, because it touches the readers' mind.
    A poem written in darkness, but the deeper the night, the closer the morning.
    John Westlake has echoed my thoughts- 'I hope that this is not how you actually feel about your existence. Hopefully none of your poem will pass and you will be sought after by a prince who will bring you great happiness.'
    'Happiness will never meet you
    and your prince will never seek you' - These lines make the reader sad and somber.
    'You'll be a stain on the soil' - A powerful proclamation.
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  • (7/5/2014 3:46:00 AM)


    Dark facts about life and a beautiful poem for happiness in distance. (Report) Reply

  • Aries Profanisaurus (5/9/2014 9:02:00 AM)


    A dark write that flows rather well. I hope that this is not how you actually feel about your existence. Hopefully none of your poem will pass and you will be sought after by a prince who will bring you great happiness. Stay strong (Report) Reply

    Khairul Ahsan Khairul Ahsan (12/25/2015 9:28:00 PM)

    A nice comment. You have expressed my thoughts too, @John Westlake.

  • Sandy Player (3/10/2013 6:16:00 PM)


    Dark facts and one mockingly laughed out question. A mockery contiued into the 2nd stanza where hopes are denouced as mere faerie tales.
    My favourite line is below; the s's really make the sentence spit itself out

    You'll be a stain on the soil 

    ...fitting.
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 10, 2013



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