Afzal Nusker Poet Free verse

In the Attic

Busy hands digging out
age-old memories deep buried
    under the shroud of dust.
        What was forsaken
is found again once more 
       as eyes well up with tears
  and lips swerve by laughter.


Date: 11/06/2017

Note: For the contest (Photo-Story) by Eve Roper.
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Eve Roper December 2, 2017 at 6:52 PM Thank you for entering my contest , Afzal, this was a wonderful write. Congratulations on your win! Hugs Eve ~`* Afzal Nusker December 4, 2017 at 12:40 AM Thank you very much, Eve.

Andrea Dietrich November 8, 2017 at 5:28 PM I LOVE the free and easy way you did this one. It is my choice of the pictures too. I hope I can come up with one this good! Afzal Nusker November 8, 2017 at 10:25 PM Oh Dear Andrea, I'm sure you will come up with something better than this.

Freddie Robinson Jr. November 6, 2017 at 8:03 AM A very poignant poem, Afzal. I love the combining of tears (of joy no doubt) and laughter. That is the heartfelt reaction of finding those forsaken things in the attic. Beautiful poem w/nostalgic truth dusted off by your gentle pen. Aurora bright write. Love and joy always. Afzal Nusker November 6, 2017 at 10:18 PM Thank you very much, Freddie.

Joanna Daniel November 6, 2017 at 5:45 AM Ahhh! A memory evoking write, Afzal, short and succinct:) Afzal Nusker November 6, 2017 at 6:56 AM Thank you, Jo.

Maria Williams November 6, 2017 at 12:03 AM And hidden treasures live to see another day. A great write Afzal, brings back memories, sometimes both good and sad....Maria Afzal Nusker November 6, 2017 at 12:09 AM Thanks a lot, Maria.