Saquib Anwar


Meadows Of The Past - Poem by Saquib Anwar

Meadows of the past
Simmering Sun
Wild Novice over the auric cast
Shadowy Hun

A drunken well
Battered quench
Glimmering eyes
Loquacious souls

Tinkling bells
Crowdie ques
Easter eagered
Leaving for home!


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Poet tries to encapsulate from his memories, the moments from his first few months at school as a kid. The games played, the joy of hearing the bell ringing for home time, and the happiness that prevailed among talkative kids to return home, to their wonderland.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 23, 2013


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