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Little Jenny Wren
SI (18/11/1984 / Riyadh)

Little Jenny Wren

Poem By Alison Gaff

Laying Dead on a Yellow Grass
Where souls Falling like Broken Glass

Faces losing their features
Death sending it's preachers

Roaming cries fills the Air
Smearing the trees with Despair

Shadows of Hope…Stabbed
Memories of Joy…Lost
While everyone….Clapped
For the Darkness…Conquering the Coast

Sarah Ibrahim ©

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Comments (6)

i like it so much the ideas r expressed very wellllllll in few lines but in deep meaning great well done
yeah sarah, keep going girl this poem is fantastic.
oh nice dear it is great poem. look the words are so strong clapped, stapped.the yellow grass..pla pla pla.. and the imagination is cool. weel done.
For the Darkness…Conquering the Coast-true so true, its a marvellous write with very strong use of pathos, even tho this poem gives me the scenario of the pities and sorrows lurking in the world now a days where their's wars and killings, i might be wrong but it surely is a very strong write and i luvd it....thanks 10+++++ rgds asif
'souls falling like broken glass' - ammmmmmazing! fine allegorical expression! 10+++