A CHILD CARPET WEAVER—
24 August 2009
Another lovely poem by NEELUM AHMAD BASHEER. She has been most kind in sending me her poems and I am honoured by publishing them here
After all, who can deny the pleasure of hearing the poetic muse in the first instance..
My heart beats swiftly
my hand glides quickly
my mind weaves thoughts
In the maze of beautiful knots
with tender loving care
my joy can nobody share
Unique intricate designs shine
like stars on a deep dark sky
my aspirations fly high
And then i start to dream,
i dream of the end of the day
When my craft will have no challenging motifs left
And only then i shall lay quietly
on my wonderful magical carpet
spread in front of me
Kissing my dirty feet
then i shall close my eyes
ease the pounding of my wild heart
visit people and lands
far far away—
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Sleeping in a magical carpet, it’s so misterious…
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