Struggle (A Cone Of Silence) Poem by Arif Malik
Struggle (A Cone Of Silence)
I confess,
I'm colourless
All of this is temporary.
Let the sun come out and the wings that gleam and dart
Let the rain come and soak the aching dry heart
Let the wind come and rusty burden may depart.
If i die while striving for this cause
Come and meet me in the colourful gardens hereafter, sweetheart.
A good start with a nice poem, Arif. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.
Beautiful rendition of words in an insightful piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely brought forth from the heart. Lovely and very passionate. Thanks for sharing Arif.
Hi chinedu dike, thank you from the comment. I'm glad you enjoyed it, much love ❤️
A sweet little poem! My favorite lines: Let the sun come out and the wings that gleam and dart/Let the rain come and soak the aching dry heart…beautiful photograph of naïve birds is enticing. Thanks for sharing! You may like to read my poem 'Ode to My Conscience'. Thank you
Thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed it. It's very nice of you to say that.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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If i die while striving for this cause/Come and meet me in the colourful gardens hereafter, sweetheart....It's a lovely poem! We would like to see many more elegant poems like this in days ahead!
Thank you and yes, for sure