Nosheen Irfan

Gold Star - 55,467 Points [nosheen irfan] (Lahore, Pakistan)

Nosheen Irfan Poems

241. Evening Nostalgia 9/4/2016
242. Not All Is Lost 9/6/2016
243. The Sight Of Fallen Cypress 8/18/2016
244. Darkness 11/6/2015
245. The Storm 2/5/2016

Comments about Nosheen Irfan

  • Howard 'the motivational poet' Simon Howard 'the motivational poet' Simon (1/26/2016 8:11:00 PM)

    Positive, powerful and palatable are the poems of Nosheen! Be careful if you start to read her poems because you may not want to stop! Keep on penning my friend!

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  • Mohammed Asim Nehal Mohammed Asim Nehal (1/5/2016 10:37:00 AM)

    If writing poetry is an art - Nosheen is an artist......If writing poetry is science then she is a scientist.....The precision with which she writes is adorable and I have no doubts, whatsoever, to see her name in topnotchers, I wish her Good luck and I pray to Allah(SWT) , May He increase her writing poweress..Aameen.

  • Akhtar Jawad Akhtar Jawad (12/24/2015 10:37:00 AM)

    She expresses her inner call to express herself through her writes. She never writes a poem, these are forceful thoughts of her ego that take shape of a poem. She is not a manufacturer of poetry. That is why her poems are impressive. She is a promising poetess, I'm sure very soon I shall see her name very high in the list of popular poets.

Best Poem of Nosheen Irfan

The Storm

Today the sky wept
With a passionate, fervent plea
Pouring out his pain in floods
Unrestrained, full-throttled gush
Torn from black clouds of silent grief
In a ceaseless stream of tears
Held back long inside the fears

The sky wept and wept long
Unburdening himself of heaps
Of untold miseries he collected
In his bursting bosom over time
The land winced under his wail
The birds unconsciously forgot their wings

Why did he weep?
As if his heart had burst
As if his chains were unshackled
As if his locks were smashed

The land found no ...

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Loneliness

There are voices in my head
As I lie in the darkness
Louder than the ticking clock
A persistent monotone filling up the space
The room is dense, with the fog
That surrounds me from all sides
Invisible and static
I’m cut off from the flux of time
Darkness descends over the heart

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