Sky spreads black threads
on walking dusk
Someone is moving into yesterdays
on the yellow ribbon
As a small marble slowly
to the land of nostalgia.
Closing eyes in the depth of meditation
More and more blue lotuses are flourishing
Scarlet butterflies are flying around-
I've discovered a zone of small grasses
A person is shutting down
the extensive antic door of eye lids.
Poem 10
Book 'Beckoning Jade-Dreams' April 2007
Copyright Musharrat Mahjabeen
Mizan Publishers, Dhaka, Bangladesh
ISBN 984-8700-82-X
lovely colorful pictures and able metaphors poignant and touching, keep discovering!
thanks for appreciating my poem.uuu this one, truly wonderful! write on!
Wonderful first stanza. I like the abstract destination here - the land of Nostalgia, the small marble slowly moving... Well penned!
this is a pat to the shoulder of someone longing. you're a very sensitive person with very keen eyes, sir. very nice poem! 10: -)
Great use of images involving lots of the senses. Nice rhyme of “spreads” and “threads”. “A person is shutting down the extensive antic door of eye lids.” - very original
delightful metaphors and the use of color is artistic and enchanting
I really liked this poem as it is with a great flow and talks of spiritual presence which is interesting.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
another powerful write, transcending the physical..moving into the surreal