The Churr Poem by Aftab Alam

The Churr

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The smallest song is,
- -Hum~~~
He continuous song is,
- -Rain~~~
The vulgar song that we sing is,
- -Pain~~~~
When the whirr
Of human stops
Makes
Others
Rhythm less,
The whirr
On grave
The churr,
Dead can’t listen

Sunday, March 15, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: poem
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Susan Williams 15 October 2020

This is a fantastic write- -taking the sounds of life and building your poem on them is so real and powerful

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