The World Is Burning Poem by shurouk hammoud
The World Is Burning
On screens
Like a paper in a hungry fireplace
I see the world burning
I smell the smell of time and what waiting
Of its consonant characters
Has filled.
I see the children whose features were aged
As Dolls nobody paid attention to.
On screens
I see the clergy pay their dignities to their guardians
For fear for beards which rusted of commandments saliva.
On screens
I smell the coldness's smell
Like a gunpowder which mastered all languages,
Until I become dumb
And my maternity sleeps on its tombstones.
On screens
I see the colored flags as coffins and barefoot dreams,
Their moons got paled,
So, the path stammered.
On screens
I see the world burning
Thus, I sprinkle my ashes
Until I become dumb And my maternity sleeps on its tombstones. On screens I see the colored flags as coffins and barefoot dreams, Their moons got paled, .Oh this is terrible depiction of the situation in Syria. i read your mind. how terrific it should be for you, especially for the syrians who are living there now...... this is a great poem. i read and re read it. tha nk u dear poetess. tony
thank you dear poet for reading beyond the lines and beyond my soul that I poured here, nothing might be as terrible as war of all its different forms. bless you and many thanks for reading.
Write comment. A great start with a sublime poem, Shurouk. Thanks
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I would like to translate this poem
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On screens Like a paper in a hungry fireplace I see the world burning I smell the smell of time and what waiting Of its consonant characters Has filled. I see the children whose features were aged As Dolls nobody paid attention to..........so touching and heartfelt inscriptions. A brilliant poem on political issue amazingly shared.
yes dear friend, we live in such a cruel world, and apparently we are burning as well.thanks for reading
yes dear friend, we live in such a cruel world but apparently we are burning as well.thanks for reading.
yes dear friend we are living in such a cruel world that breaks the heart into pieces.thanks for reading and commenting.