Tahera Mannan Poet Free verse

The Summer Morn

The warm summer morn
Came slowly onto this land
Spreading the delicate perfume
And filling the vale to the brim

Unaware of the miseries down there
She brought gifts for all
Gifts of ripe and juicy fruits
Gifts of sweet smelling flower

The green grass swayed with pleasure
The brook rose up to meet her
The birds started their welcoming songs
To see the last of winter

But down there
Men killed men
And women cheated each other
Totally ignorant of the summer morn

Children were bought up with bad words
The clouds of hatred
The mist of distrust
Enveloped the whole city

The soft summer morn stayed on
Trying hard to spread joy
But the ripened fruits were stolen
And fresh flowers were crushed

The city became dark and desolate
The grass bowed its head
The brook dried
The birds prepared to leave

The soft summer morn sadly turned away
The chilling frost settled happily
The place became quiet and dead
With dreams of a beautiful morn

By Tahera Mannan

Sunrise For HG’s contest

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John Freeman May 26, 2011 at 6:30 PM Tahera! A pleasure to see your poem in the winner circle. Agape, Moses

Kash Poet May 26, 2011 at 12:16 PM Tahera,many congratulations on your win....

Dr Hitendra Mehta May 26, 2011 at 3:18 AM Many congrats Tahera on big win in HG's contest with this excellent entry. Luv & Best wishes - Hitendra Mehta

Linda-Marie Sweetheart May 25, 2011 at 6:14 PM Congrats Tahera on your awesome win in this contest by HG with this vivid and vibrant entry my friend.. enjoy another wonderful win with luv.. how are u doing my friend?

Joyce Johnson May 25, 2011 at 4:32 PM Beautiful, sad and all too true. Well done Tahera. Congratulations. Lvoe, joyce

Dr.Ram Mehta May 25, 2011 at 3:14 PM Congratulations on the win in the contest of HG, Tahera

Debbie Guzzi May 25, 2011 at 2:47 PM You tell um honey it's not all a bed of roses even when the sun does shine, a proud true write, sadly I can see it all too well, those who have not visited 3rd world countries don't know the half of it. CONGRADS Light & Love [miss talking to you]

Sara Kendrick May 25, 2011 at 2:16 PM Creative ...Congratulations..Sara

Carol Sunshine Brown May 25, 2011 at 10:27 AM Congratulations on your win in HG's contest Tahera. Love, Carol

Kabuteng P.Ink K. May 12, 2011 at 8:06 AM Wow this is such a deep take on the contest, Tahera-- I really liked how you went with this one and with a moral too--you got me hooked with this wonderful poem-- and hoping and praying for your speedy recovery from your surgery, thank you for letting me know... hugs :)

Zzzzz Zzzzz May 3, 2011 at 7:02 AM Good imagery in this poem, with a moral to it.

Andrea Dietrich April 25, 2011 at 3:30 PM wow, you took this to another level and made it symbolic and loaded it with imagery. A VerY good entry. It's well written, deep and enjoyable to read. God luck in the contest!

Linda-Marie Sweetheart April 25, 2011 at 6:30 AM Beautiful images surround this piece Tahera luv and perfection of beautiful thoughts u present my friend.. good luck in new contest.. mine will be abount sunset I think.. it has always fascinated me.. enjoy a very pleasant week..of creativity and luv..