Desert Of Heart Poem by Afrooz Jafarinoor
Desert Of Heart
In the desert of your heart
As far as I look
I see no track of water
I see mirage everywhere!
How dear I was
That you let me see with my own eyes
Deep in your heart!
But then again I say
Why is it a salt land here?
What doesn't let a cloud
On your heart rain well?
By the way, where's my own track
Where's it gone, how's it gone?
Guess it was blown disappeared
Lest for the wind of your pride
It disappeared!
A beautifully written poem on a painful love. Sometimes love is just a mirage. Wonderful expression.
Wonderful poem.....Beautiful....each and every line is full of beauty....thank you for sharing :)
Vivid, metaphorically rich, and poignant. I agree entirely with Pam's words below me, but to me, I guess, such an 'exploration' has only one folly for the explorer - sometines it makes us lose us our own ways. We love the one with the pride - hubris - to take a Greek term - and in the end it turns out to be our very own hamartia.. Relatable and wonderfully crafted Afrooz. Thank you for sharing :)
I like this poem... You present very vivid yet contrasting imagery.. You liken the heart of the speaker's love interest, but when you peek in his heart, you see mirages everywhere.. Meaning you thought it would be full of fertile land or love, but instead you found a dry desert. Then, in the third stanza, the speaker implores the love interest for understanding of why he is unable to feel or return love when she says, 'what doesn't let a cloud/on your heart rain well? / Then, the final rhyming couplets give the answer: Pride. I enjoyed your poem, the metaphors and the imagery. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Amusing......In love when we try to see and evaluate things from our own view-point it somewhat appears in the same way as you jotted down in this poem...Great imagery and nice flow....Second Ashra of Ramazan Karim...
Thank you brother!