Worlds Of Wanderers

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

Reviews

[Shadows of Memories]

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

[SlightlyOdd]

A picture is a puzzle and so is a poem, what makes a poem different from a puzzle is everyone makes a different picture with the pieces. This rather cryptic poem was wonderful food for thought.

[Nassira]

Nice poem! jumping from one scenery to the next with ease and imagery... Very mysterious kind of writing that borrows ones' imagination to build its foundation... definitely enjoyable reading
Salaam :-)

[N]

I love the poem! Very relatable.

[Kanchan Ojha "Eureka"]

Nice one :)

[Balkaran Sidhu]

great thoughts...each para had some special lines...thanks or sharing

[Nhes G.]

This is how I define poetry. A series of meaningful words that were sewed together to create a brilliant scenery and powerful emotions in our mind. Truly, you can call this a masterpiece.

[N.Sevilla]

Amazing. Well done. And very obvious use of alliteration. I like it.

[James Hanna-Magill]

Dear Irfan

I thought it was high time I looked at some of your writing and I picked this piece.

First admission: Were it not for your explanation, I would have got lost in its meaning. But then part of what you are writing here is so personal to you, you deliberately wish to leave the reader in the dark to find their own interpretation.

Second Admission: Some of my writing is similarly structured. It may be read by all on many levels, superficial or deep, their own. But actually only I know precisely what it means, the hidden references, the layered meaning. The cleverest of readers will get most of the way there, but never all the way.

Third admission. I cannot apologise enough but I loved this piece and am rating it accordingly.


With my kindest regards

James

[Mary Greenwell]

I really like this. It's nice how you leave a lot of the poems meaning for the reader to decipher. I agree that humans in theory would love to live in peace, but in practice I actually believe that humans crave conflict. This poem is still great. I would recommend it in a heartbeat to anybody who likes poetry.
I especially like the rhyme scheme. I'm still a little kid like that. My favorite poetry is the kind that rhymes because that's what I grew up on. I enjoy others too though.
Again good job and I hope to read more poetry from you.

[Alexander Rodgers]

Finally a poem a can enjoy. Simply genius sir, you have the talent of words.