Red is red
Words are words
Bread is bread
The meaning is so deep right till the cue is so unwritten by these clues, either it was something we can see...like color, red.. or something we can hear like sound, the words or things we can touch and taste, bread.. i think you pick it right and nice one all of these subjects can be unwritten but to perceive though we can say the thing is real when it got experienced Clever write, because it may look simple but it requires thinking and pondering, maybe i was wrong in my interpretation but i feel right in my own jugdement, that make me want to say it is a great job! So does my Unwritten Soul saying to your art
thanks dear. I want to tell you my point of view, than I require your attention again :) . read is blood. words are soothing elements. bread is the fuel to live. unwritten is this instinct of survival in policies and laws of great mankind. when one is dying due to hunger, he needs bread, not seminars. peace dear
I see, red by blood..words for heart and bread to live, still clever... Linguistics can be different way but the enthusiastic of delivering meaning still the same. Now I understand fully... So to educate people, give them bread then say the words.. :) want to add something else?
Reread this...simple n simple...i think u are a smart person Red, found in the eyes Words, secret by mouth Bread, energy to process Beat, drum of heart You, a friend of mine All...all is you my friend
Red (as in blood?) , words, bread...all can sustain and promote life and wellness. That which is unwritten may still be understood. So much meaning in just a few lines. Amazing poem..
Sometimes the sadness just overwhelms us in a gray world and even doughnuts don't draw- - -nah, doughnuts always make me happy, start my engines, rev my motor. Try the doughnut cure for depression [the non-medical depression].
Heart, mind and body, Beautifully and very concisely penned. Good!
a nice small piece with compression of ideas.... the verse quoted by Akhtar Jawad sb...is apt and a pointer in the right direction. what came to my mind after reading your poem...with its start emphasis on RED.... my mind wandered to bal e jibril.... jis kheyt se dehkaan ko muyasir nahi rozi..us kheyt k hr khosha e gandum ko jla do nice liked
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Choolhey ke aag jo jalti huzoor hay......................Jitne hayn khas sabmein yehi khas noor hay (Nazir Akbarabadi) Yes, bread is bread, any ism that can provide bread to the poor hungry persons is the best ethics. Just words of promises are not enough.