Worlds Of Wanderers

Worlds Of Wanderers

A Poem by Irfan Bashir Shah

Words are worlds of wanderers;

Waning wishes, his or hers.

Time is but an apprentice

Learning lessons- Silence through noise.

 

Through my ringing ears I hear  

The nocturnal heralds of hazy peril,

Then with my weary withered eyes,

I see the oceans drowning skies.

 

I sauntered the deserts of scorching sands

With club and cryptic cubes in hands;

Skewered and shuddered the green less land,

Espying for eons to end an errand.

 

A realm through a portal I found,

Where once, deities and devils dwelt appeased;

Only to return with a broken might

When a shattered fairytale besieged my sight.

 

                    

 

                                                                                                                                                                                                            FETUS~

                                       11/02/12

© 2014 Irfan Bashir Shah


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Amazing format. and amazing thought process. through every word u give a vivid picture of exactly whats happening... my best lines are :
"I sauntered the deserts of scorching sands
With club and cryptic cubes in hands;
Skewered and shuddered the green less land,
Espying for eons to end an errand."

its obviously a very interstng write announcing strength and depth in it. I love the metaphor of the traveller u used. It has enhanced the underlying meaning so beautifully. Just can say its one of the best pieces tht i have come across :) keep sharing nd thnks

Posted 12 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.




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A shattered fairy tale in deed.When we lose our innocence we lose something precious.Hope and dreams

Posted 12 Years Ago


Incredible and impressive. I absolutely submerged myself into the imagery. Your voice has a tone of power and your mind a delightful fancy. Hats off to you! :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


Very much interesting, amazing thoughts. My best wishes.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Very impressive...The words you used really fitted each and every line in this poem...I also like how the idea goes on and on with the flow...
Well done...
:)))

Posted 12 Years Ago


Amazing format. and amazing thought process. through every word u give a vivid picture of exactly whats happening... my best lines are :
"I sauntered the deserts of scorching sands
With club and cryptic cubes in hands;
Skewered and shuddered the green less land,
Espying for eons to end an errand."

its obviously a very interstng write announcing strength and depth in it. I love the metaphor of the traveller u used. It has enhanced the underlying meaning so beautifully. Just can say its one of the best pieces tht i have come across :) keep sharing nd thnks

Posted 12 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Even though it took you awhile, I am so happy that you wrote it. It was wonderful truly; the description was beautiful, and the structure was amazing. I adore the first line, that in itself could be so much.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Its great. It affirms what we may have experienced before and what it told us about life. But in going back to it we hope to learn a new lesson. Nice write!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Your hard work bears delightful fruit. I am most impressed. I got a medieval feeling from this, like a traveler in ancient times.
Thanks for taking me there.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Really well writteand clever imagry

Posted 12 Years Ago


It's obvious that you took some time on this piece and it shows! This is remarkable and I'm sure lingers on the mind of any poet. Nicely done.

~Anna Rose

Posted 12 Years Ago



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