Minaret Poems - Poems about Minaret

...‘I’m a failed Muslim. I drink raki now,’ he says. A bottle twinkles on the upturned orange box. On the unmade bed, a punch-drunk pillow lurches in a sea of ruptured quilts. ‘I nev......

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...All decisions are made at a desk in another country. They pass through ‘in’ and ‘out’ trays, collecting signatures along the way. Then, one day, they become a concrete wall, where ......

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...We drive breakneck over hot roads. Churches, big as cathedrals, rocket from pocket villages. Castillo's cast their campanile on the baking earth. The Great Mosque of Cordoba, the green Alhambr......

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... Depression is a shape poem A difficult one in times of contemplation A shape that gets you, almost in nothingness Whispers darkness in the valley of your chest. Where the minaret stood in t......

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..." Beacon of Love, shine in the night of waning moon, whither thy lamp beams goest , the world will go, O light up the lamps of hope and love" Eden Verse Thou foster child of sea and night ! F......

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...Dedicated to Ed Sheeran Inside the glass the dry leaf was manifested, as a skeleton is prominent with all the inside structure and artistry. I went to the voting center. I had nothing , comp......

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...another Bukowski nightmare begins the castrato sings below while she calls from the minaret fossicking thru the memories for our linked verse while i, sitting beneath the coolabah river on the......

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...For the umpteenth time, the sun flares its solaris routines. Painting the stroke of a wolf's tail, as a sign of dawn. Its color rises straight up, as if tickling the sky. Mouthpieces of......

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...The footfall of civilians the screeching of the cars The wailing of the siren Perched on the ambulance The blaring of the radios issuing from the shops The robbers fleeing oh no At the sound o......

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...I think about my dreams ; and i think about the nightmares they carry on their wings ! My dreams they fall like sweet rain from the clouds on the minaret ; but still hard to satisfy... T......

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...poised above the minaret a crescent moon – a woman in labour holds her husband’s hand - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - A Strand (1048) Contest Sponsored by Brian Strand © 3rd December ......

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...From the day I destroyed my own invisible world- Surrounding me all around By trampling all the streets and avenues of deviations I sacrificed the meditation of the intense silence of thousand ce......

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...Heart contractions, deep sighs of souls regret Distance from love, cause of agitation Inbuilt compass, discerns cause and effect Action prompt for consciousness correction Within and around, jo......

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...No pen in the hand of writing thought Here every page of day feeds me a lot Golden butterflies are flying over there Before the evening dark falling sheer Teen girls are busy in the badminton......

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...Visual surroundings- Some of it are monotonous - Tiring are Some of it sometimes- Maybe traditional scenes Unknowingly builds the pinnacle - Of the dreamless minaret. Or- Talk about rubbish ......

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