Alavi Maliha


Death-Bird - Poem by Alavi Maliha

We are the fallen leaves
Someday it might ignite the fire!
Or be the ashes to be disappeared,
Maybe a dusty little dream.
We are the dead little flowers,
Aren’t ever going to bloom,
And the drizzling night won’t be enough
To take out this flume.
We became the winter night
Where the wind whispers the curse,
And the death-bird hit her soul
To take time in reverse.

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Comments about Death-Bird by Alavi Maliha

  • Shakil Ahmed (11/16/2015 9:57:00 AM)


    beautiful poem with an overtone of lyrical intensity, well penned peom thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

    Alavi Maliha (11/18/2015 3:21:00 AM)

    thank you

    Alavi Maliha (11/18/2015 3:21:00 AM)

    thanks :)

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 16, 2015



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