Life Of Illusion Poem by Nosheen Irfan

Life Of Illusion

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The rose prides itself upon beauty
Unaware of the thorns
The eagle spreads its wings
Unaware of the storm
The tree sprawls its branches
Unaware of the fall
The tiger devours its prey
Unaware of the hunter's aim
Man lives in vice
Unaware of God's wrath
How happy is the heart
Ignorant of its faults
What bliss resides in fields
Ignorant of the drought
How haughty is the youth
That believes in eternal beauty
How foolish is the love
That is born in spring.

Nosheen Irfan © 2015
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Tuesday, October 20, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
Akhtar Jawad 04 January 2016

How foolish is the love That is born in spring But we cannot ignore its charms.

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Nosheen Irfan 09 January 2016

No doubt. Its charms are undeniable.

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So simple yes so profound. Well done my friend!

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LeeAnn Azzopardi 24 December 2022

Really Lovelt Kudos and Top Marks

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Anjandev Roy 24 December 2022

This is incredibly brilliant......thank u....

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Dr Dillip K Swain 24 December 2022

This is a good platform to fine-tune your skills. I believe you will grow leaps and bounds. Your invaluable poetry will be immortal. Write a very good poem atleast in a week. Best of luck! Merry Chritmas to you!

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Dr Dillip K Swain 24 December 2022

I appreciate the first two prudent lines. Spend your time in your institution, in family, for your academic assignments, lesson plans, and with kids but make a point to find at least one hour for poetry. A great poet believes in meticulous planning, sincerity, dedication and perseverance (cont...)

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Muhammad Ali 24 July 2016

I think it is a poem of mood! ! Like an abstract piece of art, or may be I am wrong... ... what if the love of spring can survive up to another spring!

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Nosheen Irfan

Nosheen Irfan

Lahore, Pakistan
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