Fatima Nusairat Poet Free verse

Grief

Grief

Lest not to drown
Into an inch of grief oh my heart, 
Here I am training you to joy! 
 
Every day I am training you, 
in order to (sun glitter) rejoice! 

In order for the (dew of the rose / home /
Lover / friend / city /river and the sea...) 
rejoice! 
 
Every day I am training you, 
So why my back's bow, from the grief 
Oh my small heart?

Written by © Fatima Nusairat

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Earl Schumacker September 27, 2014 at 1:26 AM Hi Fatima, This is a lovely little poem. It has a great conservation of language and utilization of words. It is also a very sad poem. Your heart and soul come through brilliantly. In my estimation, it has merit. It is solid and sound. Keep up the good work. Have a great week end. Take care. Earl