Winds Of Revolution Poem by saadat tahir
Winds Of Revolution
Impassioned perturbed, I look at life.
At concrete jungles and their strife.
Rainbow’s promise shredded to naught.
Pouring shards on the weary path.
Bitterness stirs the vacant heart.
Blurry gaze at the apple cart.
Smoke and smog suffuses through.
Spreading scourges of pain and flu.
The sun it hides in Stifling skies.
Truth, too, engulfed in deceitful lies.
Earth-tones once, that stood back blues.
Now like devils dance, to autumn hues.
Whence they riot, for whom they float;
on embers Innocence, as they gloat!
Sit on tombs and suppress their glee.
Interred the bones and set them free.
When roosting rooks are back at home.
To tell off giants, as pygmies, gnomes.
When shalt not stand, mounts and hills.
Only carmine ponds shall eke out thrills.
Couplets with fine rhymes.............wow what a great poem so profound and meaningful.......10++++++++++
you step back and look at what has become of nature, how man in his attempt at making nightmarish concrete jungles in the name of urban habitat has totally ruined eveyrthing, including life sustaining air and water. Saadat, your poems have such a flow, and presentation in the form of couplets, helps me to pause and ponder. thought provoking theme, well presented. Mamta
words of concern...truthful and profound...good piece you have a natural flair with rhymes Saadat...the influence of Urdu/Hindustani in your poems...the rythm your poems carry has the same style...thanks...10
what can i say about this one.........your own style at its best to express the dismay and loss of beauty of world..... the echoes of past....... so touching and haunting at the same time........revolutionary.....
rays of hope come out of the clouds of dismay......and subverting deficiencies in life is finale.......wonderful poem
dear saadat.....excellent poem, full of meaning and wisdom.this is going down to my favourites. ritty
your poem sounds musical-I loved reading it aloud. I liked your bio-page too. thanks for your comment on my poem ' horizons... '
It is the constant barrage of injustices that fire the revolutionary spirit. This poem explains with passion and clarity the helplessness and hopelessness of those who finally stand up and say 'Enough! '. The rhyming couplets give a rhythmical force to your poem - like the marching of angry feet. Great work. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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A very nicely put thoughts, sir..........