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
thanks for appreciating my poem.uuu this one, truly wonderful! write on!
lovely colorful pictures and able metaphors poignant and touching, keep discovering!
another powerful write, transcending the physical..moving into the surreal
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
Wonderful first stanza. I like the abstract destination here - the land of Nostalgia, the small marble slowly moving... Well penned!