Nosheen Irfan

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Disjointed (Notes From My Diary-3) - Poem by Nosheen Irfan

I see…or imagine

a world where

laughter aborts on pastel lips
heartbeats stiffen in ribcages

a gloomy silence becomes my companion

when the sun sets in my mind
i stand alone in a crowd

and i stand on frozen feet
day dreaming of flowing rivers and steaming trains

am I a poet?

who dresses life in metaphors

or my words are just rags
barely covering our nakedness.

Nosheen Irfan © 2016

Topic(s) of this poem: nonsense, sadness, thoughts

Comments about Disjointed (Notes From My Diary-3) by Nosheen Irfan

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (1/31/2017 12:00:00 PM)

    Brilliant! ! ! !
    Indeed, we dresses life in metaphors...........Amusing! ! ! 10++++ (Report) Reply

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  • Edward Kofi Louis (8/24/2016 11:06:00 AM)

    When the sun sets in my mind! ! With tge thoughts of life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

  • (8/19/2016 6:49:00 AM)

    counting last two lines in this poem, it is a piece of art with a very suitable title.
    a wave of thoughts starts its journey when poem ends
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  • Akhtar Jawad (8/16/2016 7:09:00 AM)

    One of the best poems by Nosheen Irfan, what a great poetess is she, I like allthe poems by her but this one is a work of art. (Report) Reply

  • Daniel Brick (8/14/2016 5:48:00 PM)

    There are already so many insightful and sympathetic responses to this poem that have enriched my understanding of it. Your poem has inspired many readers, myself included. I don't see this as a despairing poem, because I know many of your poems are affirmative. In this one you confront the other side of things - the negative and the tragic - with similar honesty. Wordsworth claimed he was not just a happy pantheist: MY EVERY THIRD THOUGHT IS SYMPATHY FOR HUMAN SUFFERING. That's what you do in this poem: feel the grief and
    pain in life. But your measured and beautiful language is proof you have not surrendered to the Darkness, only revealed it. And thus your poem by revealing these dark things also liberates us so that they don't dominate us.
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  • Edmund Strolis (8/13/2016 3:21:00 PM)

    One day our eyes see the world in an understanding, patient light. That same world. The identical world can be dark and shrouded in confusion and despair. Why the difference? The world is as it is and always will be, that external physical thing only changes for better or worse as it is filtered through our mind. A child starving in the gutter. A happy child giggles warmly in her cradle. What to do with these two images both as old and certain as life itself defines us. Surrender to gloom, disappear into romance or tell the story as best as you can with eyes brave enough to remain open to everything-to life. (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (8/9/2016 7:47:00 AM)

    Gloomy silence becomes companion in the world of imagination and sun sets in mind with crowd to rise to dress mind with metaphors of morning next time. Sadness goes away and happiness comes inside. Wonderful poetic mind is reflected here.....10 (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (8/8/2016 4:48:00 AM)

    What weighty thoughts you hurl into the air from a saddened heart.............! They make echoes and reverberations....... No one can answer the question you asked, but yourself........ I know only this much......! When ever I read your poems, I get a kind of poetic delight! ! (Report) Reply

  • Aarzoo Mehek (8/7/2016 3:33:00 PM)

    That's Me... that's Me with all the crazy chaotic thoughts. It's very much Me with all the lapses yet beautiful. Just loved the thought Nosheen. I can relate to every little thought.10 plus. (Report) Reply

  • (8/7/2016 12:31:00 AM)

    Hi Nosheen,
    Laughter aborts on pastel lips,
    Heartbeats stiffen in rib cages
    A gloomy silence becomes my companion

    Nosheen, with this level of poetic expression as your companion, your (poetic) notes are never disjointed. Your poetry captivates the reader and speaks to his heart directly, as I have often observed. Dressing one's life in metaphors is what a good poet endeavours for. To you, it comes with such ease!
    My words are just rags
    barely covering our nakedness

    No, your words are never rags. Just the opposite. I admit that, not all your poems are colorfully decorated by metaphors. Wherever it is needed, you donot hesitate to reveal the nakedness of the world. I believe, the world needs that, demands that from a poet. Such open abrasive write! That is what is the dharma of a poet.

    Loved reading and re..10+
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  • Madathil Rajendran Nair (8/6/2016 1:29:00 PM)

    Yes, you are a poet apart far
    Flowering poetry from every pore
    May your life dress in metaphors
    Nakedness of the soul so you discover
    Your notes can't then be disjointed ever
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  • Susan Williams (8/6/2016 1:18:00 PM)

    Not nonsense at all, Nosheen. You raise good introspective questions about a poet's clarity of vision- -our moods can color a scene in hopeless grey or conversely dance it in bird song and fresh flower scented breezes yet the scene is the same scene. You are a gentle giant poetic voice in this world, a needed voice, whether it comes from that place of gloomy introspective loneliness or from a more hopeful plane inside you.. Excellent write! ! 10 of course! (Report) Reply

  • Kelly Kurt (8/6/2016 12:15:00 PM)

    You are beyond any doubt, a talented poet, Nosheen. To retain such beauty of thought, clarity of imagination and ardor for your craft, amidst the chaos that besieges your region, speaks of your specialness. (Report) Reply

  • Barry Middleton (8/6/2016 6:48:00 AM)

    The poets dilemma well expressed. We need the silence to observe and imagine but it can isolate us. (Report) Reply

  • Randhir Kaur (8/6/2016 5:23:00 AM)

    a gloomy silence becomes my companion...
    So much of pang in this line. You showed the reality where often great poets fails to describe it.. You expressed it very well..lovely and deep..
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 6, 2016

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