So many false hopes like the stars of a moonless night
Show me the way to survive in this dreary life
I bury so many dreams like a grave digger
And give birth to new ones like a queen bee
My heart has broken into so many pieces
It has become the sands of a desert
My sighs have become super storms
My tears have become the clouds of rainy season
My smiles have become the lightning
And my laughter has become the thunderbolts
My days have become months
And my nights have become years
My poems have lost rhyme like the hot summer days
My songs losing all softness have become hard rock
The monologue of the lonely man is soul stirring.The presentation strikes at the root of the heart.Well written.
Keep this up Mr Asif, this indeed is a nice piece. Pls, keep it up.
nice Asif.and terrific. and the romance changes to horror.and the poems to the novels.and the smiles to the grimace.love it ~nb
Today was a day of false hopes for me too. My heart is so shattered as well. I liked the epic perspectives of this poem.
It has been mentioned before when a poet writes a dark or sombre poem that he or she may be depressed. But I find that to be neither here nor there, what matters surely is the response a poem gets, not the poets state of mind? I enjoyed reading this poem, and I don't feel depressed!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Asif this is the best poem of yours that I have read. You're not trying to force any of the lines. Your imagery is exciting. I can't fault your English (not that I would want to - if English is not the language of your birth, I can't imagine how difficult using it must be.) I am impressed. It's so difficult to respond honestly to poems. You don't want to break anyone's heart. But in this case responding is a pleasure. Thank you so much.