Walking Tall… Poem by saadat tahir

Walking Tall…

Rating: 2.6


Walking tall in a visage of bold.
Gloom, age rolls in empty days.
Raked dust, blows hot and cold.

Winds smirk at olden spears,
vacant, lifeless huddled hearts,
slumped, in caves of laden fears.

Swollen eyes in a blinding haze.
Enshrouds, gasping weary souls,
shifts, tiny dunes to mortal maze.

Banshees', baleful shriek that rips.
weighted, beaten, folded shanks,
pitching, worn out desert ships.

Unmet baffled tender cares,
sallow, spirits muddled in lows,
beaten, bound in fiendish snares.

Stifled, choked in dusty storms.
Broken, strides to weary trudge.
Smitten, smile at daily norms.


(15 May,2k11/Buraidah-KSA)

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Romeo Della Valle 15 May 2011

A well crafted and poignant write! 10+++ Keep it up! Great talent you got! Love and Peace for always!

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Valerie Dohren 08 May 2012

Very well written poem - you have a great talent for rhyme and expression. Well done.

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Mohammad Akmal Nazir 15 May 2011

Awesome work. What a rythmic flow. Great imagery with nice style. Great write indeed. I rate it 10. TFS. Please read and rate my poem 'A daring hope' on page 1.

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Yasmin Khan 10 June 2013

Weariness and languor of life that muddle the spirits in low and emptiness of hearts, all are described in beautiful figures of speech. The poems to the end quite smoothly and in perfect rhymes.

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Yash Shinde 27 October 2012

grt rhymes............great rhythmic flow.........enhanced with beautiful poetic devices :)

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Osama Waqar 13 July 2012

bohat acha hai......

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Neetha Sasidharan 04 June 2012

well written......grt poem...grt rhymes....kp writing...

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Anita Sehgal 25 May 2012

well expressed! touching

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