Mist Poem by Aftab Alam

nothing to grief so long as hope is there, good write, thanks. Please read my new poems and comment and vote.

nice poem do read mine too

All think, from flower, me a shoot..this verse shows your uniqueness, Though I know path is thorny Yet I bleed from heart through my foot It sounds unpleasant and irony....elaborate that you are enough brave to raise your voice for truth even in the hard tribulation & trials.. What language does have the pain? ....shows that you are sobbing & crying inside.. When all the eyes had a hope of surprise Then I myself became the eyes and raise... amazing lines to motivate us that still hope is there, so keep hoping & don't let grief to spoil you....excellent.

I hear you tiny shoot! How can you not be loved?

your last stanza is a perfect ending to your poem nicely written

We are all but flowers blowing in the wind. A good write Aftab.

A note of melancholy hovers over like mist and you speak through the language of pain! So the poem leaves a tugging effect! !

Pains and cries unexpressed and feelings not communicated are the subject of you poem. You are raising their voice. a good empathetic composition.

excellent write. enjoyed it fully and i am totally with Fara while assessing the poem....10