THE VISION
Posted: November 19, 2011 Filed under: the melting dimension | Tags: BELOVED, inspiration, love, quest, self, spirituality, verses, wanderings 33 Comments »
Blazing beings on a star lit sky
Like blazing heart and soul
A hut of weed and clay and straw
And a girl thus sitting by the door
Watching the amber and saffron sky
With teardrops running down her cheeks
They dropped on the fabric of firmament above
And not on her person weak…
Bowed down the clouds to steal them
To conceive some fertile raindrops
And shower them back on the barren souls
To bestow the soil with crops
The crops that would yield only love more n more
And would bring a harvest of colors and smiles
To the aching hearts perched on turbulent shores
And taken was she to the valley of devout
Where the mountain of courage stood tall
And few amongst the blessed were scattered in the vale
All vigilant to the Divine’s call….
She tiptoed on the flints of sacrifice and pain
Carrying in her a yearning heart
And heavens roared and poured its beads
On all the bodies charred..
Their eyes followed the breeze that hovered
Around her being so frail
As her reward was far from fulfilling…
She shrugged and left inmates and the vale
Until He called upon her
to make her stay with Him
And she knew not still if she was content
clueless jaded or grim..
Lovely! What else can I say girl.. m not poetic or I would have said something lyrical here
wonderful !!! i like the imagery and the image.
thankyou eva dear
No m still not poetic
…Fantasy Girl on a Night Sky…
yes a very nice choice of graphic
Mahlaqa and thank you for a very
nice read, your poems are lovely
my wickedly fine friend
Androgoth XXx
thankyou so much andro
have a lovely day ahead
I hope that you have had a lovely weekend Mahlaqa
and I will be calling back to read your most recent post
Androgoth XXx
thanks Andro..
Wow that certainly weaved a web of imagery in my mind
For me I enjoyed the way you portrayed the scenario
Well done
Ian
coming from a poet like urself its a huge compliment Ian
I love the reference you make with the simile to the harvest and crops. The contrast is amazing between her soul and feelings to a barren land. The beads falling, never ever thought of things that way. Beautifully written as always and the image is just perfect.
i hope you have a lovely week ahead a no worries kinda week
Worries are always there but life goes on… Inshallah my week will be better than last.
By all means Aneesa IA. n keep smiling
blazing beings…!!!
U always use such strong pot on words…
Good piece, M!
correction : spot on not pot on….
lol, thanks
Beautiful poem
Images were constructed so powerfully that even I was able to visualize things
lolz
Stay blessed!
hey Humayun thankyou so much for the appreciation. n u too stay blessed and happy
Now i get it
merci for trying again
Bowed down the clouds to steal them
To conceive some fertile raindrops
And shower them back on the barren souls
Very Meaningful !! My First Visit, but i am very impressed
Keep good work doing
Thanks.,
-abs
thankyou lots for understanding and ur kind words abs.
It was elegiac. It was peachy. It just had to be you (:
Nice poem its a work of art.
thankyou Fox@n. plz keep dropping by
How do you manage to write so nicely … I wish i can do an iota of this beautiful
oh wow Bik so very nice of u to have said such nice words for my humble writing
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