Hungry Rage - Poem by ABD ELHAMID REMILI

Misty Hunger

through the thick rain-laden mist of the morn
before the night from waking day is torn
in stillness wrapped within a haze of thrill
the roaring smoke of the mill gave the chill

i stood before the giant foaming steam
as if wrath inside were a way for him
to breathe a smoke with much raging force
while the place was fading away from my face

shapes like humans stole dimly through the mist
thrust their ghosts in the bakery like beasts
i passed close by where the crowd would teem
to see such fury growing, above the steam

and while the alien scene was laid to deem
a poet's pen was held to stress the theme

Topic(s) of this poem: hunger

Form: Sonnet

Comments about Hungry Rage by ABD ELHAMID REMILI

  • Oratile Diratsagae (5/11/2018 9:06:00 AM)

    I like how you tell it. You get straight into our emotions as poets. Nice title and nice verse. God bless and peace. I am happy to rate you 10+++ (Report)Reply

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  • Naila Rais (5/2/2018 9:57:00 AM)

    A nice write... Keep it up... I would like you read my poem In the mid of the night depression you are killing me too..

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 26, 2018

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