Horizon
Towards you as I walk on
To get nearer
you go farther
Horizon
You are an illusion
You are infinitely stretching points
Where sky meets earth
And the duet they dance
Horizon
You are the point Where blue mist of sky
And lovely green of earth
Mingle and merry
So close and yet so distant.
ok, i started at the oldest end of your poem list and finally found one i had not commented on, and probably never read. i've now read it and find it charming? yes, maybe charming is one good word for it, and certainly insightful [and perhaps also “inciteful”] about the everyday experience of seeing ‘the horizon’. And it is told so well, with a bit of poetic flair. “Horizon You are an illusion” ……………..yes, I guess so, in a sense. It certainly is a different ‘animal’ from a........................................................mountain range which (pretty much) stays in one place! Favorite line: “So close and yet so distant.” ………………reminds me of some ladies I saw online last night! This I like much better than your ‘new’ one which I am planning to put into September’s showcase (Part A) , Flower Vase. Perhaps I’ll put this one in also or save it for another month. Thanks. to MyPoemList it goes. Bri :)
This wonderful poem is beautiful and good in several ways: 1- It remains immortal as is outside the frame of time and space. 2- The poet does not speak about herself. 3- The word of horizon can be translated as a rhetorical metaphor. 4- Great harmony and tranquility meanings found in the content. Congratulations for this wonderful poem 10+ And it goes into my fav list
You are the point Where blue mist of sky And lovely green of earth Mingle and merry So close and yet so distant.
Horizon can be our aspiration, we feel at times we are too near to it; but the nearer we are the farther it appears. We are children after the dragonfly
Horizon is so distant from the human brain but again it's so close to the human heart. A great poem.
Thank you Akhtar Jawad ji.It is really a pleasure to get your appreciation.I doubt my poetic ability. But appreciation from a great poet like you gives me much encouragement.Much regards and gratitude for your kind words.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice use of the word MERRY. Of course BLUE MIST OF SKY and LOVELY GREEN OF EARTH can never marry, but when they make merry, the highs and lows of your world can mingle for a time. Sometimes one wishes they could be wrapped up all in one ball.
Thank you Denis Mair for reading and commenting on the poem..You aptly pointed out the reason for choosing the word 'MERRY'in stead of MARRY.