Fatima Nusairat

Freshman - 952 Points (Jordan)

Sleeping Night - Poem by Fatima Nusairat

While the night sleeps..
On my arms like a baby..;
And.. the dream is waving me..
Over the plains of thorns,
And..I vainly drag the tears on
Tombstone marble....!

I was bleeding the poems vainly
From flanks of the night..
And..the dream becomes black wall!

In any a new dress, will the day wake up..? !
While the days are narrow..
And..there is no cilia to the land
To prevent road dust..! !


Comments about Sleeping Night by Fatima Nusairat

  • Rookie - 12 Points Farah Ilyas (6/18/2013 5:43:00 AM)

    poignant poem with the raising question at last In any a new dress, will the day wake up..?
    Over the plains of thorns,
    And..I vainly drag the tears on
    Tombstone marble....! ...what words has penned by u brilliant (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 17, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, June 18, 2013


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