Nosheen Irfan

Gold Star - 53,057 Points (Lahore, Pakistan)

The Fall - Poem by Nosheen Irfan

My heart's land is strewn with yellow leaves
Fallen from the heights of dreams
The wind whistles through the emptiness
Biting, stinging the faint flesh

I sink and sink into an autumn abyss
Hearing the moans of the trampled leaves
The feet stamp hard on my heart
And trees are shedding, shedding my dreams

Topic(s) of this poem: autumn, melancholy, mood

Comments about The Fall by Nosheen Irfan

  • Edward Kofi Louis (8/8/2016 4:22:00 PM)

    Through the emptiness! ! Wirh the muse of nature. Nice work. (Report) Reply

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  • Valsa George (2/7/2016 6:35:00 AM)

    Withering leaves and withered dreams! How well you have associated your melancholy stricken heart and the fading dreams with the Fall. From the autumn abyss you can fly straight to vernal heights! Very effective images are used in the poem. (Report) Reply

  • Aarzoo Mehek (1/28/2016 3:42:00 AM)

    There is spring waiting, let the leaves of pain shed and let the soul cry it's heart...come spring your heart is rejuvenated with new life and new deams. touchy poem.10+++ (Report) Reply

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (1/26/2016 11:24:00 AM)

    Sad but true,
    fall yet raised,
    Life and death.....
    Amusing poem, indeed....10+++
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  • Akshat Shukla (1/26/2016 10:12:00 AM)

    Surreal imagery! And trees are shedding, shedding my dreams... You have given a dramatic touch to the poem with this line where yellow leaves the trees are shedding become your dreams. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 26, 2016

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