Poetry fills my days
Otherwise dull and drab
Little comfort the sun bestows
Merciless in the summer glow
Tuneless wind if it ever blows
Sings of nothing but faint hopes
And the pulse of time slows
But the poet, unmindful of all
Plunges into a sea of thoughts
And brings out pearls from the bottom.
Nosheen Irfan © 2016
Sun bestows mystery and magic in imagery and this poem reflects wonderful image. Tuneless wind blows and fills mind to sing too. Amazing! ..10
Yes... poetry is a balm to troubled minds....! When days become drab, a gifted poet seeks refuge and delight in the exuberance of poetic art and his/her heart is filled with lovely and whimsical thoughts.....! Thus he comes up with poetic gems.... Yes, Nosheen, we enjoy the pearls you salvage from the bottom of your heart!
Poetry is that sacred refuge where even things drab and ordinary acquire new meanings and dimensions and ensue forth from the poet's pen as exquisite beauty like this poem of yours. (10)
Indeed, the poet, unmindful of all constantly produces jewels from the bottom of her mind, mesmerizing, dear poetess, A 10 Full Score To MyPoemsList. Thank you so much for sharing this well captured poem.
Brilliant and insightful lines, focused and factual. A work of an intricate mind. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.
But the poet, unmindful of all Plunges into a sea of thoughts And brings out pearls from the bottom......so touching and true. A great metaphorical poem is astutely executed. Thanks again for sharing this gem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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