Finding Ways........A Prosaic Poem by Surayya Abbas
Finding Ways........A Prosaic
As the grey evening arrives
Flocks of birds fly towards West
To their nests for rest
School children
After their second shift
With their firm comittment
For a sparkling future
Walk back to their homes
With heavy bags
Full of knowledge
On their strengthless shoulders.
Beggers sum up the collected money
And plan new sources for next day.
Jobless youth with worn-out faces
Still keep their hopes alive
For a new horizon
And return to their living places
For they believe
That every ending
Has a new beginning.
Your poem rings such positive notes to make the future better for those in poor circumstances. Meaningful and lovely poem. 10 Karin Anderson
Like the inclusion of all (creatures) in this poem Surayya, where there is even a glimmer of hope we can turn it around by finding a way. Well written
Finding ways to hope and to go on. How well I know this personally. This is such a great poem Surayya. It depicts it all so well and very delicately but also with clarity. I love the title too. Very appropriate. I would never have thought of it. VEry nice.
A prosaic very close to the nature and describes all aspects of the daily life of all creatures. All the criterion of observational methodology have been fulfilled nicely in this poem and put in words provoking several slopy minds of recouping themselves and keep on trying for the destiny can only be achieved if one stays pragmatic and prodded to the paths that lead to success...10/10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Your gifted pen keeps hope alive even on a gray evening, Surayya. Written with great sensitivity. Warm regards, Sandra