Sojourn, efficacy entrapped within the boundaries
Choreographing the dances of life, like calligraphies
The strokes, beckoned a second look
Illuminated with flashes of nuke
Chapters and plots changed hands
Flock of thoughts flowed tearlessly beyond close range
Lives perished out of humans' faults
Catastrophes, presumed as null and void
Serial numbers on the death certificates
Escalating at no rates
Who, constituted for the loss?
Leave it to God at all costs?
Could we share the common interest?
To live possibly from rags to riches
PS: Let's make the world, the best place to live! I was listenin' to the song ' when the children cry ' by the band group ' The White Lion ', when writin' this poem, but the song ' dust in the wind ' by 'Kansas' has inspired me of writin' this piece.Peace to the world! ! ! The world is our home and home is the best place to be.
Your poem portrays a lot of movement and encourages an appreciation of our movements. I wish I were acquainted with the music to better appreciate your words and thoughts. Keep on writing. Peace is a worthy cause and, hopefully, we can find it in every home.
great choice of words.... with depth... thoughts provoking piece...
I enjoyed your choice of words on this one, Sulaiman! These stanzas dance with life and circumstance, a strong portrait of a mind at work on the deep notions of existence. Great job on this one! Warm regards, John
Khuda Hafeez! Sulaiman that was beautiful! A rose by any other name would smell just as sweet!
I enjoy your writing. It is about common enough subjects that others can identify with them, but using unique types of images or thoughts. Very nice.
That is amazing, i like this poem keep writing I love your poems :)
That's really nice Mr. Yusof. I enjoy reading this poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's kinda like this - if you got right down to it, isn't that always the way? Shoulda, woulda, coulda. It's about about our impending blind date with human selectivity of life in general. I like the open ended modifier of your perspective premise. Though in this instance, gruesome, unfolding horror have always played a big part in the most vulnerable amoungst us in terms of ignorance.