Sonata Of Disharmony ….1010** Poem by saadat tahir

Sonata Of Disharmony ….1010**

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Disharmony drubs, flings days,
Fate sour plays.
Inertia flays.
Haze.

Wafting along; tormenting din.
Cold floats in.
Stricken shrunken.
Sunken.

Garbled, dead end dream.
The demon's beam.
Howl, scream.
Teem.

Unremitting storm's cruel cantata.
Withered eyes' regatta.
persona non-grata's,
sonata.

Yearning dashes, yonder shores.
Hewed I implore.
Heart immured.
Unsure.

Smitten, swiped, wrecked, pledges.
Memory rakes, dredges.
Shies, hedges.
Sedges.

Desire defeated, dead, drowns.
Humbled, toppled crowns.
Ragged gowns.
Frowns.

Drooping, floored, lifeless heap.
Hopes never sleep.
Silently weep.
Creep!

(Islamabad)
(Oct 10,2009)

**…Sonata-A musical composition of 3 or 4 movements of contrasting forms.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mamta Agarwal 30 December 2009

Saadat, the Sonata of disharmony is very different in style and presentation. sad, painful yet hopeful wonderful line hopes never sleep at times that's all we have but what strikes me most is that despite harmony you are inspired to write and explore your creativity which itself is a state of higher consciousness and an act of meditation.. so all is not lost, in fact i see light at the end of the tunnel. amazing composition, shall read it again, or better add it my fav thanks Mamta

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Indira Renganathan 29 November 2009

First the style of the poem is catchy...the theme is great and touching...when that lifeless heap is drubbing in the inner mind persistently, how can hope sleep...excellent write....thank you....thanks for your comment on my poem too

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Kesav Easwaran 20 October 2009

'Hopes never sleep. Silently weep'.... what a dreadful night it could be! ...lines sonata read good...thanks...10

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Ritty Patnaik 14 October 2009

smitten by the sonata of disharmony! dear saadat, anice new style....enjoyed this one.whatscoming up next.best wishes. ritty

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Vidi Writes 12 October 2009

Trying to take the essense... ohhhh When the day’s play flays Miasma forms, no one can stop. Cold floats, sure to lead one to depression Reaching to dreams dead end, is demon’s den Sound of cruelty brings unwelcome persona’s song Lost hopes entombed in a wall Fanatical vow turns into the strong stem Torn apart, knit your brow Forever... Hope is a hope It has no rescue... keeps moving. This is the perfect description of Sound of disharmony Brought behind shade of musical instrument Wow... One can write like this too....! ! ! ! Just Great.

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