Fall Poem by Nosheen Irfan

Wow fine metaphorical comparison of feelings to Autumn and fall. It's a superb poem. Kudos! Plz do read my newest poem titled, 'babies cry anywhere "

Part 2 Shelley continues “”Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou, Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed” Yes! Shelley knew, perhaps, that you would pen this sequel to his masterpiece. Another masterpiece, Nosheen.

Shelley in Ode to The West Wind: “ from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, ...” And you “Every gust shakes The clinging to dying love..” Wow! ! ! These two lines condense the essence of poetry. Continue

Excellent! A beautiful poem... appreciated and admired. Top 🌟

A well scribed poem. Truly splendid....5 stars*****