The First Poem Poem by Soran M. H

Scent! ! Those adeloscent years. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

What a trauma (chemical weapons) disturbing your sensitive nature in adolescence.This poem born in such distress and fear will undoubtedly haunt your creativity. " Boy, you're goin' to carry that weight a long time." That's your poetic and personal mission. Its success, which is guaranteed by your commitment to poetry, will be redemptive.

When I was a very small child, not yet at school, my mother, as a special treat, would buy me a pomegranate to eat (when they were in season) on the long walk home from the local shops. Being so young, I didn't understand that you could only buy them at certain times of the year and would long for them all the time.

Those adolescent years... When the poems Were flowing Inside the arteries In search of the unknown...- - - - - - - - - - - - - Ah, to be young and on fire again! ! ! These lines awe me. I did say 10+++++++++++++++++, didn't I?

My. Word. This is a first poem? ? ? ? Soran, my friend, you showed talent with a capital T. If you had not told us, I wouldn't have thought it. I would not show my first poem to a soul- -well, maybe to someone who could not read. 10+++++++++

Such a brilliant piece.......thought provoking........thank u, dear poet..........anjandev roy.

Thanks Rose for revisiting this humble poem and commenting on it, I hope you have enjoyed it.

Cont.... This poem is one of those that provokes the mind. It tingles that at second look the reader is lured to think deeper into the.meaning of this beautiful write.