Fatima Nusairat

Freshman - 952 Points (Jordan)

As The Mountain Sniff The Thyme - Poem by Fatima Nusairat

As the mountain sniff the thyme
The valley the basil,
The forests the trees and swamps.

As the waves launched their rein and foam,
And the chest of the sea open to his sensualism and obscenity
As the knower's wisdom roar in the ebb and flow night,
As the remnants of ruins linked to her argillaceous cradle,
And the seas to their shores and islands to their seas.
My face attached to his freckled crescents shadow,
Carved by myths gods, and sacrificial rites,
Attached by panting poems, the smell of death stories..
Escapee from the sand, and dissolved in his nucleic acid.

Comments about As The Mountain Sniff The Thyme by Fatima Nusairat

  • Rookie - 30 Points Eeshah Raaziah Naqavi (2/21/2014 12:22:00 PM)

    Mesmerising. Very beautiful indeed! keep it up Fatima! may ALLAH bless you [3 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 21, 2014

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