Prayers To Nowhere Poem by Rehan Hyder

I read this about six times... and I think it was somewhere between read number two and three that I felt the full weight of it plunge into me. I'd tell any reader of any poem to stay with it long enough to feel it, to know it - even if to know it is to hate it, to feel nothing but disgust for having been as far inside it as a reader can get. There are some poems though, that merit wallowing for the passion embedded in them and the glorious feeling that comes of haven gotten a bit closer to it. This piece is one of those - it is like a rose, in the dark, waiting to bloom. Write on, Rehan - I do so like what you do with words. Christine

What a reasoning and such an intricate mind and intricate thoughts. i absolutely love it and again the wording and reasoning and imagery........... i agree with Yoonoos very interesting