Call Of The Wild Poem by Nosheen Irfan
Call Of The Wild
tired of the clock-wise rotation
you hear the call of the wild
a longing to run in the heartland of dreams
manifesting itself in ennui-struck days
away from the strains of bourgeois life
leaving behind pretensions for a while
to float in the serenity of distant streams
and rise to the sound of singing larks
every sunrise invites your soul
to come and nurture in nature's smiles.
Nosheen Irfan © 2017
There is beauty lurking in Nature's pockets.....! When we are tired of the artificial sophistication of urban life and the grinding tasks of everyday existence, the call of the wild will seem an irresistible call....! This urge is beautifully given voice in this delightful poem! A well deserved 10
In the heartland of dreams! Dreams of true love. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
a moment of awareness in the presence is our reply to the call of the wild... here no space is artificial wild is everywhere except for the darkroom inside our mind how we are translating the messages of the wild... most of the life ignoring. to be there.. somewhere floating with photons.. this poem is creating such wishes and images. beautiful
A beautiful poem with a fascinating title.... Full marks! !
This poem resonates with me. When we are battered with fast paced and highly urbanized life, we always cling to the warm embrace of Mother Nature. Nothing can surpass her beauty and wonders. Beautifully crafted and well executed write.
The invitation is great and so is the poem.......................................................
Oh, I'm with you on this Noreen. I too would like to just run free and wild in nature. Well maybe not run all the time but to be free of the city's concrete, society's chains and the clocks's rigid control. Where shall we meet to begin our life of wildness in the wilderness? In a river valley? In a forest clearing? Beside a still lake? The possibilities for renewal are without limit. Our model for this in American literature is HENRY DAVID THOREAU in 1840s lived for two years in the wilderness instead of the town of Cambridge. His book about it WALDEN is an American classic. If he could do it, so can we! !
Superb! ! ! ! Indeed every sunrise invites our soul to come and nurture in nature's smiles......10++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/5/2025 12:14:33 PM # 1.0.0
Jack London must have felt every one of the emotions and feelings you evoke in this poem. It's a gem! A 10.
I always thought it absurd that some criticized London or Thoreau for not having gone far beyond their own lands physically as if a stream crossing any land in our own lands can not evoke the feelings and appreciation needed to pay tribute to the natural world. Thank you for mentioning London.