Anwer Ghani

Freshman - 549 Points (1973 / Iraq)

Cold Night - Poem by Anwer Ghani

Anwer Ghani
In a cold night the vehicle threw its eardrop, and because of that the coasts and the original citizens become straying . In that time I was a heavy guest at the serenity of that gardener who lives at the sun downgrades. It was very cold, its age is more than thousands years. It like to wear a red clothes.Now I think you know the explanation of all these bloods.
Now I want to tell you something. I tried to bring flower, peach and new night from the garden of that elderly farmer. I fact I tried sincerely, but that cold night was thick, and wears stony peels. In addition to all this, its heart was bitter, I mean very bitter.

Topic(s) of this poem: poetic expression

Form: Prose Poem


Comments about Cold Night by Anwer Ghani

  • Anwer Ghani Anwer Ghani (4/22/2016 3:59:00 PM)


    Thanks Roseann Shawiak. I am happy for you words. (Report) Reply

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  • Roseann Shawiak (1/10/2016 2:51:00 PM)


    In the bitter cold nothing can grow not even the inner beating of one's heart. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 5, 2015



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