Ritual Of Alienation Poem by Soran M. H
Ritual Of Alienation
I hear the rustle of slippers
behind me
who is it
Following me, a little apart?
I turn and stare
I see nothing
just dry leaves
seeking their destiny
after waving goodbye
to the trees
The trees are silent
stiff in meditation
the sidewalks are frozen
the streets are empty
I wonder:
where will these narrow paths
take us?
All the rhythm of the seasons
is stopped
But the yellow rose
that smiled at the hum of bees
and cared nothing about death -
let us hope
life
still pulses in her veins
The cycle of life leads us to that ritual of alienation. It is inevitable. A beautiful poem with superb imagery.
Dear Rose Thanks for taking your time to comment on my poem. Stay blessed always.
Very powerfully and movingly crafted with artistic brilliance.
Came and read this beauty again. I relax in its extraordinary beauty while I gravely examine its darker sides and pray that poetry still lives in the veins of some of our writers be they poets or novelists Top marks for an extraordinary write. yes I know I've used that word twice but it expresses my feelings so well! ! !
Dear Rose; always your lovely comment enrich the theme of the poems, and lead the readers to a new way of understanding, thank you again, wish you to be on the top 500 always, Oh Dear professional poet and critic Rose...all the best
Another masterpiece, Soran. A poetic gem that will find its way home in the hearts of many readers. I have to put this beauty to my Poem List which I should have done the very first time I read this poem.
A poignant yet beautiful poem that depicts death. Liked the ultimate stanza. A great twist where hope and life made a great impact on the whole write.
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A superb and sublimely brilliant piece of work. Beautifully written with many hidden depths and avenues, to make any reader stop and think and be self aware. And ending on my favourite virtue, hope Glorious, eternal hope. Thank you for writing and sharing this captivating and equally enchanting poem Soran. Rated 10++ and added your good self and this wondrous poem to my favourite poet and poem list. And may you and the loved ones around you live a long life filled with virtue. Take care man.
It is very kind from you writing all these beautiful words about my poem, your view is very important to me, from my understanding you are loving poetry so much and it is living with you most of the time, so that you are trying to reach the depths of its ocean, even you are not giving up with the first reading of any poem if you don’t get to the point of satisfaction, really it is great, always we are waiting for more from you, Shaun the great poet... all the best...thanks again