A hundred faces of nature.

A house made of birch

It stands near the church

It is full of words, yet silent

So peaceful, yet so violent.

A river of blood flows

Love and hatred so close

It's the modest yet so old

The soul is shy, yet bold.

A tree of shadow grows

While it is surrounded by foes

It's a blessing, yet a bane

Visitors are wise, yet insane.

A nest of bird lives

Unpleasant silence it kills

It's soft, yet so loud

The creator is humble, yet so proud.

A garden of weed thrives

It's so idle, still survives

It's a wanderer, yet not lost

There has been winter, yet no frost.

To the city of saints it belongs

My singer of evil songs

So sinful, yet so divine

The airs are heavy, yet so fine.

Reviews

[E.V. Black]

Very beautiful. Just as the title says, you portray the many faces of nature. Like human beings, each part of nature is completely individual. No tree is the same; some stand completely straight while others are bent and gnarled. No river flows the same path; sometimes they run in opposite directions. You did a wonderful job of conveying such individual differences.

[Mehak Mushtaq]

Thank you :)

[E.V. Black]

It is my sincere pleasure to have read your work. :3

[Mehak Mushtaq]

:)

[mike]

Wow, a poetic paradox that makes sense, this is beautifully written, and despite the contrasting lines, the poems meaning bridges them to the beauty of natures many faces

[Mehak Mushtaq]

Thank you. :)

[Hadeel ( Charming Fairy..]

So amazing , you are talented indeed!

[Mehak Mushtaq]

Thank you. :)

[Zizzy Douglas]

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[Mehak Mushtaq]

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[E.V. Black]

!

[Mehak Mushtaq]

Now, what is all this supposed to mean? :P

[E.V. Black]

Anything you want it to. :3

[Zizzy Douglas]

oh what do u think?

[Asya]

Really poetic. I can't tell what exactly the poem is about but it's soft and confusing at the same time. One of my favourites for sure!

[quinfinn]

this works well, both in simplicity and metaphorically. what a tangible write this is. i love everything about it. such a graceful and easy read!

[David Scott]

A visit to a crumbling house. Vital in years gone by.
Also can take this to a person's life.

[KAOlmsted]

Paradoxical poetry. Very cool.

[Jack...]

Very nice and very descriptive. Check verse 5, "not".

[Mehak Mushtaq]

Oh, thank you for the correction Jack. :)

[~ Twilight~]

this write is descriptive of how one relates one's own-self when one's knocks at the door of self-realization..its beautiful :-) i love last lines
To the city of saints it belongs
My singer of evil songs
So sinful, yet so divine
The airs are heavy, yet so fine.

thumbs up :-)

[Mehak Mushtaq]

Thank you. :)