Mottakeenur Rehman

SOUSE DREAM

May be someone has built a house 

At the frontier of my heart!

Since somedays , slipping through my fingers

I have lost the sleepy night!

The roar sound of a child is being heard.

Amongs the pensiveness of my mind

There are certain sufferings

Of delivering a child!

Albeit it is unseen,it is true.

For having the heart of humanbeing

The stirring words are 'REVOLT'

And devoted themselve into deeper meaning of 'POETRY'.

Belike ! The prolong pang is to be ended!

Or perhaps!the 'SOUSE' dream of flying

By the chariot of literary addiction has to be fulfilled!

 

Comments2

  • Michael Edwards

    A good write which deserves a second read - I'll take another look later.

    • Mottakeenur Rehman

      Sir,You are Great! .. Glad to read your comment.

    • FineB

      Thanks Mottakeenur.

      A beautiful poem. Vivid and poignant.
      Keep writing
      FineB



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