Thursday, December 14, 2017

For POETS UNITED Midweek Motif ~ Celebrate ~ Think Stop, Think ~

in cold, grief  snow bound encapsulated
crushed fallen swept foliage separated
branches heaving moaning  sighing
I , like the brave trunk stiff but

December last days,ending or drifting
to  new beginnings, dreary evenings
what is to be celebrated, one is thinking
it is a time of gathering and blessing…

bloodshed blasts ,death blows through
North East North West North South North
does not stop- by benumbing weather
death knows not barbed wire or border

why celebrate the coming of Peace when
peace is not belief,when straff and strife
is here there and everywhere, then, do
do we really love or care for human life “?

Celebrate with joy in white and red
white is a shroud and blood is red
spirits rise, bodies lie, darkened sky
players play with arms’ held high-

I seek Peace and Holy Peace will come!
we pray and decorate honor and wait’
‘O People do not stop to Celebrate’ the
Gift of Life, let the Bells Ring, anticipate

bury the hate for black or white
world is a rainbow ‘ day or night
think stop think no one is winning’
Hark, I feel, Someone Blessed is Coming’

Know now the reason the time, not, is late’
Time to Be Happy Time to Celebrate , Celebrate

12 comments:

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

I love the lilt in this poem! Now is always the time to celebrate. Who knows what will happen tomorrow, or even in the next minute?

Namratha said...

Such a contrast between the start and end of the poem! The world is so cold, the world is a rainbow too.

Panchali said...

I hear you!! It is raw, powerful poem, Anjum- and it had me hooked! Wow...

Anjum Wasim Dar said...

It is Allahs blessing that words and thoughts come to form lines and expressions. Poetry must touch the readers emotions to be effective and convey some message.Thank you for your time.

Anjum Wasim Dar said...

Thank you MMT The future is always unknown...celebrate the present.

Anjum Wasim Dar said...

The cold weather gave me the cue,and then became an analogy moving on to encompass the world ...all snow all white, just yesterday our 21 year old soldier was martyred at the border,for the sake of the nation and country...but we should not lose hope..so the rainbow...Thank you for your time and interest.I am encouraged by your kind words.

Sumana Roy said...

"Hark, I feel, Someone Blessed is Coming’...I love this line, so full of trust and faith. May it be true as we ring in the New Year. Another powerful poem, dear Anjum.

Anjum Wasim Dar said...

Dear Sumana Thank you Happy New Year to you and family stay blessed amen

Khaya Ronkainen said...

‘O People do not stop to Celebrate’ regardless. Powerful piece!

Anjum Wasim Dar said...

Thank you Friend

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I do hope peace will come, that the bloodshed will stop. The stark use of red and white, red for blood, white for snow, is very vivid. Wonderful poem, Anjum.

Anjum Wasim Dar said...

Thank you Sherry Wish you all a wonderful peaceful holiday.

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