Mohammed AlBalushi

Rookie - 218 Points (5/2/1973 / Muscat- Oman)

Pretty Knocked On My Door - Poem by Mohammed AlBalushi

Pretty knocked on my door
A light knock barely heard
I rushed to the door
My breath between exhale and inhale
I opened the door gently without wincing
Lost sight for the moment
Bright face
Red apple cheeks
Strawberry lips
Brightened eyes
hair Silk curtain
White marble wrapped in black
I Frozen
She shied and turned red
I trembled
Overflowed river of the sweat
I am all wet
Scream shook the earth
I opened my eyes
Under flood water
The bitter reality
Another beautiful dream
The end was wet

Comments about Pretty Knocked On My Door by Mohammed AlBalushi

  • Saadat Tahir (7/3/2011 5:19:00 AM)

    quite a dramatic encounter....portrayed well and graphically

    nice lines


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, July 4, 2011

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