A dead day, in which nothing happened. Well… there were a lot of phone calls nothing but waste of my air-time that’s all they were. I was loading the poetry database from one server to another and it got stuck as the hosting company started a back up in between. So that also did not worked out well. But my spirits are high. I have seen a lot of days like this.
Here is an update on my cousins situation. She is 42 and got pregnant with the fifth child. During one of the morning sickness bouts somehow a nerve to her brain got ruptured and created a clot. She is now conscious but have memory problem. Her condition is serious but stable.
Today I took back the poems I was working on, it still needs a lot of modifications, so here is an old poem taken from LonelyPoet.Com
Beating Of The Wings
Long days, long walks,
To unknown destinations,
Short nights, clouds deny the beauty,
But weariness drags mind and soul,
To sleep and sleep to dreams.
Upon the tree she sits,
Singing tune after tune,
Sweet as the honey in her belly,
And in her tunes she means,
These words to be sung to my sweet heart,
“My heart is telling, you are mine,
My soul is telling, its not alone,
And you are telling, I am all yours,
Among all these to whom shall I listen to,
Your innocence tells,
I should listen to you,
I should listen to you my sweet heart”
The fallen dead branch killed my dream,
But my sharp ear heard,
The beating of the wings going far away.
©RIAZAHAMMED.COM. The poem was released on the web in LonelyPoet.Com in the winter of 1998.
i like it, especially the first and last stanzas.
daisy
the imagery of them really strikes a chord with me right now
wonderful poem. i dont count on my family for much i really count on my friends and myself i know my family thinks im different from them just because i express myself through writing words instead or saying them. the porblem with them not understanding mei s that they dont get the reason why i do things or why i say things or want to be alone all the time. my family is a very ….how should i put it…..rude family well at least most of the time. well sorry for no poem today i was out playing with my bro and freinds having a water balloon fight wonderful weather for that. i had fun but i got wet wich i guess is ok since i came home tierd and hot from winning a softball game well talk to you later! (sorry tfor the long comment!)
The fallen dead branch killed my dream,
But my sharp ear heard,
The beating of the wings going far away.
Terrific vibrant imagery. Continued Positive Vibes and Best Wishes to your cousin and family. Take care,
Gabe
Hey! Thanks! Great site!
Wow…the story of your cousin is crazy.
I’m getting better understanding peoms (remember I told you I’m retarded at understanding peoms). I read yours about 5 times over so as I may really understand it. I’m trying, I really am. Yours are great. Better then alot I’ve seen.
So, tell me….what are you gonna do with all the money….after these poems make you rich?
That’s sad about your cousin. I hope that everything will get better. But yes, I did pierce my belly button. But here’s something that might totally blow your mind. Okay I now have 15 piercings in total. And I did all of them except three. Piercing is like an addiction to me along with writing. But anyways. I really do hope that everything gets better with your cousin.
thanxs for the comment
Great poem. It seems that love is never what we expect.
“My heart is telling, you are mine,
My soul is telling, its not alone,
And you are telling, I am all yours,
Among all these to whom shall I listen to,
Your innocence tells,
I should listen to you,
I should listen to you my sweet heart”
The fallen dead branch killed my dream,
But my sharp ear heard,
The beating of the wings going far away.
I love these last two stanza’s. This is the harsh reality of giving your heart to someone. There’s always that
possibility that it’s all just a dream…
Thanks for the comment on my site. I really like getting feedback on my writings.
I appreciated your comment. I am a little upset, but i’m just trying to get back on track. I decided to check out a book to help me. It’s called The Passion of Alice. I’m sure prom will go well, its just hard to know that you were down to 135.5 and then in a couple of nights i was back to 141. But, i am getting back to were i want to be, just slowly. Sorry for the long comment. thanks.
hey,
i posted 2older poems, tha’s all i got currently ’cause i was in class. but i’ll find some more if you want. i know they’re around here somewhere. take care
Caluza
Very nice poem. Again, I hope things will continue to get better for your cousin.
thanks for the comment…ur writing is amazing, i love the poem. and i’ll b praying for ur cousin……
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i;m sorry bout your cousin..
hopefully she’ll recovered fully..
her baby’s ok i guess?