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Thursday, June 30, 2011

On Her Wishing A Wish

Rating: 5.0
A breeze through the brazen world—
Where none but the dead bodies of hope
Keep on waiting to find someone to help them cover their faces,
Where numb hands die for a soft live touch,
Where eyes, turned to stones, remain open for ever,
Where it is a big gain to keep one’s head on one’s body;
Someone wishes a wish,
To touch the winds to bring rain
Seeks friends to be a friend—
A breeze through the brazen ruins, rusting iron, dusty paths, burning coals,
Sinking hearts, sickening scenes… reaches to my dumb ears.
My deaf tongue tastes the honey of a mouthful of songs
Instead of some salty metallic juices,
Which always kept on pouring through the pores of the great new world.
Messiah’s touch enlivens the dead hopes,
Numb hands rise to thank the new Messiah
Stone eyes roll a little and shed tears of gratitude…
Javaid Anwar
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Mohammad Akmal Nazir 30 June 2011
Great poem with plenty of wisdom and depth. Nice imagery and style. Voted 10. Thanks for sharing..... Kindly read and vote my poem 'A humble complaint.' on page 2. Regards Akmal
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