Piyush Mishra


Yes, I Listen - Poem by Piyush Mishra

Yes I listen,
to the gullible streets in the winter,
deserted,
As if a dead society is left
to blossom,
in the hills far from anyone's reach.

To the living,
staying hidden is pleasurable,
they have been there before many others,
But the old remarks the stillness,
walks through the dawn of cruelty,
And I have seen in his eyes,
darings of last adventure,
reflections of a struggled past.

Topic(s) of this poem: nature, poem

Form: ABC


Comments about Yes, I Listen by Piyush Mishra

  • (11/3/2017 1:12:00 AM)


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  • Binayakumar Mohanty (11/2/2017 11:45:00 PM)


    But the old remarks of stillness
    Walks through the dawn of cruelty
    And I have seen in his eyes
    daring of last adventure,
    reflection of a struggled past.
    I loved the poem nicely sketched.Thanks for sharing
    A huge 10++++ Piyushjee.I want more like this from you.
    Regards.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 12, 2015

Poem Edited: Monday, November 16, 2015


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