A pagoda reflects accusing fingers at the sea.
As the rafted deck snakes out far to be.
A distant castle floats in the delirious mist.
On placid waters with a twinkle in its midst.
The sea breeze clings and dreamily sings.
The age old song that nature often strings
Flutter of her shroud dallies with the form.
The calm of the sea belies the hidden storm.
The smitten heart and the dancing waves.
Wilds own beauty adds to envisioned raves.
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saadat tahir
06 September,2k11
Islamabad, Pakistan.
I agree with below, well written. Thanks for the comment. Liked the line, 'The calm of the sea belies the hidden storm'. Read mine - Tears - Adeline
What a nice poem it is, fantastic on a marvelous theme running like a horse in the race a bird is flying in the sky motionless…..the word is the music in the years and the fine tune Created in the poem…which makes the poem a master piece.
Absolutely beautiful...lovely imagery...truly poetical...Love it!
It has so powerful visual imagery and stunning metaphors that we see a castle floating in mists.'clings' and 'sings' are rhymes within a line, composed in a masterly way
Absolutely impeccable....this was so gorgeous it seemed more than language and poetry...it was a sea breeze with wooden fingers cutting the azure waves...and I saw (I realise I sound potty) but I saw a castle seeping through the mist...bravo...
just lovely! it makes for easy reading and makes you drift imagining what you wrote
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Amazing. Beautifully written. Like to read more. Thanks & regards sam