[03] On The Hill Top Poem by Ashraful Musaddeq

[03] On The Hill Top

Rating: 4.6


On the hill top— Tillaghar, Sylhet
Round rest shed— Wooden pillars

Year 1981— on a pillar
It was written: æour love has broken here'

Spring noon— weeping vegetation
Cool jade green breeze

I will never know who they were
But now I always feel
An unseen impatient spore
At old-night inside my pillow



Poem 16
Book 'Affluent Love- The Silent Killer' February 2012
Copyright Writer
Adarsha Publishers, Dhaka, Bangladesh
ISBN 978-984-8875-33-9

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Nimal Dunuhinga 20 June 2009

From a top you see lot of things, really touching.

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Kesav Easwaran 20 June 2009

'Passionate' poetic journey from hill top to pillow side...nice write Ashraf...thanks...10

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Ejaz Khan 18 June 2009

A touching, beautiful write, love does have the tendency to break down but goes on living in some different shape.10+++

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Howard Kern 18 June 2009

Walt Whitman would be smiling. your passion gleams through, very nice 10

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Rinzu Susan Rajan 16 June 2009

reminsiscent poetry so full of passion and emotions... : -) keep writing...

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 06 August 2012

I will never know who they were But now I always feel An unseen impatient spore At old-night inside my pillow... love to read, , nice poem 10 it may revive when it survives one feels and believe when memories rush and relive

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Gargi Saha 28 June 2009

A lovely poem........... U get 10++++++++...............

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Rosalinda Martinez 23 June 2009

old night inside my pillow... it feels great to read this phrase. it is full of emotions, pictures, and memories. thanks for sharing. great write, sir!

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Dr.Wardha Jawdat 22 June 2009

maarvellous...i love the way youve formatted the poem..disjointed abstract...adds tpo the sadness and abruptness of love gone bitter.....amazing write..

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will never know who they were — Always feel an unseen spore At old-night inside my pillow..... many lovers perish without telling their stories to wrold. this is tagedy..... i admire their courage and parting ways....10 'How are you' is written by me ingood humour

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