November 2023 Poem by Nosheen Irfan

November 2023

A dreary month carrying in its cheeks
The colourlessness of goodbyes
Thin tears waiting to fall
In eyes that closed without seeing
The silent smog slowly makes way
Through a horde, past the chatter
Towards a silence that cries inwardly
Nobody listens, nobody cares
I think of you, knowing you don't think of me
You and I blur, our reflection dimming
In the mirror that captured us together
The dead are crying in vain
The living have even forgotten crying
I want to live, but I know people are perishing somewhere like ants
And we can't do anything
Either to save love or to save life.

Monday, November 20, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: forgotten,mirror
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sylvia Frances Chan 21 November 2023

P.S. Dear PH I have given here my comments, WHY are they not yet today? I am very very disappointed!

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Sylvia Frances Chan 20 November 2023

Very sad November Tribute in a melancholic way, but your 4 quatrains poem, makes the reader THINK, about that dying like ants, very heart-wrenching, methinks,

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LeeAnn Azzopardi 20 November 2023

It is a gloomy month but April is the cruelest TFS Bravo! ! ! !

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Sylvia Frances Chan 20 November 2023

CONTINUED: Love makes you live, but in life, you don't always find love. Anyway, I enjoy reading your poems, and I confide something to you: November is the most joyful month for me because my birthday is coming up soon. TOP Marks, dear Nosheen

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Sylvia Frances Chan 20 November 2023

Very interesting words for a gloomy month 16 very special sentences for a boring, gloomy month The last two sentences stand out to me I answer that with:

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Nosheen Irfan

Nosheen Irfan

Lahore, Pakistan
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