The Storm-2 Poem by Nosheen Irfan
The Storm-2
Something falls too hard...near or far
A smash answers the wind's call
A child's cry drowns out the cloud
The sky is drunk on something
Fermented long enough in some cellar
The first rays flicker on little pools
A fallen tree across the asphalt
Splinters of a tired window at the feet
Nothing leaves without leaving a throb
Be it storm or be it love!
The last two lines are so beautiful. Such a wonderful poem. Loved it. Thanks.
Exquisite poetry. Truly Nosheenic. The closing lines stopped my heart! well, almost..
Visited again today… to this exquisite class poetry
Everything revolves around the drunken sky, the hub. Your one line, ' Nothing leaves without leaving a throb' adds niceties to the corpus of this poem...appreciated!
6) and congratulations, Nosheen. The poem is already among the "Best Poems of Members"…¿
5) " Nothing leaves without leaving a throb Be it storm or be it love! "… I have written about these lines already. What more? ! ,
4) the choice of words, phrases and metaphors! "A smash answers the winds call", " Splinters of a tired window at the feet" simply great! And the image of "a drunk sky"….
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/27/2024 11:59:07 AM # 1.0.0.1119
But, she can do nothing to stop me from adding the poem to MyFavourites.
Thanks a lot. Apologies sir for withholding permission of voting 😁