I Am All Ashake, I May Die

I am all ashake, I may die
my heart's wish has seen no fulfillment
that lovely, pleasing, my heart throb
he hasn't come, ah Dear!

by Rasul Mir

Comments (6)

Windows! ! Broken. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This is a strange poem about how revolutionary violence is always directed at the factory and not at the church. Historically this is nonsense of course. The reference to Shakespeare doesn't illuminate much either, the bold cursive of the song announcing its own ending is an interesting find. Who sings the factory window song?
A different kind of poem, few can really understand. I belong to that kind.
Insightful depiction. Beautiful poem.
Insightful depiction. aBeautiful poem.
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