When valleys shalt drown in ashes of graves,
then nothing shalt rain but virgin most blood,
Lions shalt adhere to our lambs most knave
while angels shalt mourn their wings of mud.
When valleys shalt drown in ashes of graves,
then nothing shalt rain but virgin most blood,
Lions shalt adhere to our lambs most knave
while angels shalt mourn their wings of mud.
I’ve been waiting patiently for another one of your gems. Another beautiful piece!
Thank you so much, your patience is a compliment overwhelming by itself.
Beautiful and long-awaited. Hope all is well.
Thank you Miss Victoria, all is well, and I hope you can boast of a tantamount reciprocation. 🙂
Holy shit but I love the darkness to this one.
“Wings of Mud” needs to be the name of a metal band.
Thank you Chad. Hahaha that would indeed be otherworldly.
I am so blown away by this one, I cannot say much but thank you for sharing such a brilliant piece.
Thank you Hartley, your appreciation shall suffice. 🙂
🙂
wah wah master piece bro 🙂
Thank you.
Wow. Viscerally cinereal. Great work.
Thank you Mike.
This is an excellent piece of work….
Thank you so much.
Pray tell me.. why Akaasi ?
Akaasi is an Urdu word which literally means depiction. I’m trying my skills at a new mode of poetry i-e: the synesthesiac expression of a mental picture with words.
It is truly a wonder. Your words are so very exquisite and descriptive. Not many people possess this skill you know.
Thank you Miss Pandey, you are as always more than kind.
Your words are humble as always. But I would like to ask a favour of you, if that is alright by you Mr Osama.
By all means Miss.
Do check your email and your Facebook once in a while. You might be surprised.
I’m really sorry about that, but the majority of social media websites are banned where I currently work and live these days, I’ll try and access my account when I’ll return to Islamabad. However, according to a lot of people I DO need to check my email, which I will shortly. 🙂
Well if A LOT of people are telling you it might of some importance
Anyway.
Take care Mr Osama
It’s poems like this one (and others of yours) that provide a different mental picture with re-readings. You have a creative way with your verse. Peace.
Thank you.