The Meeting Poem by Nosheen Irfan

The Meeting

Rating: 5.0


The words have a magic
Spun by nuances of language
The cadence of your voice floated to me
Across the table separating our bodies
I felt the constrained fire of your gaze
Struggling to keep its leaps in check
I nibbled at the sweetness of your intonation
Like an ant 🐜 with a chunk of sugar
Words flowed into my deep recesses
Turning into a nourishing meal
But the volubility of the handshake
Went straight to my crevices
All pulsations returned to my numb hand.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Imaginary work.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM

Words weave magic in poetry. And thus, in poetry, words words just dissolve and remain invisible. Only poetry can be perceived. Marvellous poem, Nosheen.

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Kesav Venkat Easwaran 31 December 2022

That must have been the sweetest meeting ever imaginary though. Beautiful diction

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David Wood 31 December 2022

Very moving Nosheen. Words have magic but the embrace with the kiss that nourishes the heart and soul.

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LeeAnn Azzopardi 31 December 2022

Very beautiful Happy New Year! ! ! !

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Dr Dillip K Swain 31 December 2022

A beautiful poem. I liked this part of this wonderful poem the most, 'Like an ant 🐜 with a chunk of sugar Words flowed into my deep recesses'. Top score.

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Nosheen Irfan

Nosheen Irfan

Lahore, Pakistan
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