A Hot Summer Afternoon Poem by Metin Sahin

A Hot Summer Afternoon

Rating: 5.0


the sound ofthe summoning to prayer..ezan...the workmen destructing the building to soil....men are openin g there hands to sky...to cry....a bit...the carrying what to their nests...to their barns...for winter...a beauty combing her long hair in the mirror...my mother crying again...remembering my dead father...complaining from us....the birds are migrating to other lands..a wind blows her hot breath.....on our faces...in a flower pot....a flower suicides...

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ashraful Musaddeq 25 May 2009

Marvelous write 10+

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Akhtar Jawad 10 September 2014

A lovely impressive write, liked it.

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Rigzin Namgyal 07 January 2012

.beautiful words...great write..Metin sir

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Metin Sahin 05 November 2011

ı am metin sahin waiting fopr your comments

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Mohammad Akmal Nazir 26 March 2011

Fantastic poem, beautifully written. Great imagery and smooth style. Excellent work. Thanks for sharing.

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Prince Obed de la Cruz 09 August 2009

Wonderful! A fine poem!

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