The Red Blanket Poem by Rafiq Sandeelvi

Tuberculosis is a painful reality....We almost have no way out....The pain...The sorrow.....The yearning for freedom...Everything seems to be expressed brilliantly...One of the best I've read! ! ! !

great symbolism. the pain is expressed so well. this is a really good poem, thank you for sharing it with me.

It's a nice poem it's vert well detailed

very good and meaning ful to society of this world weaty joints the chest - like a bellow gripped in stridor sagging, eternally half-closed eyes Dense, phlegmatic breaths...

I really like this poem.....good job! ! !

Young forever.....myth.well written poem Rafiq

Intense with the pain of getting old so wonderfully expressed, kick off the mindset and smile! Great write!

I find this poem. Yet I quite enjoyed it.

What do I do? this thick, grubby, red blanket has enveloped me from head to toe I want to kick it away I want to smile. You can smile that way as well! What's wrong with thick, grubby, red blanket? Life is about living... feeling what you feel. NOthing tragic about the old age..If youth could be cherished, why can't old age as well be?

you capture situation in a heavnly way, stay connected to words.........