Hues of Magenta

Hues of Magenta

A Poem by Nisreen

Image result for magenta mountain


The mark of purity
Silver white lines

True to the soul you be
Among the innocence

Feathers of growing firsts
Whispers to kind hands

The lake has turned from sand
A very much desired scene

Gratitude on top of serenity
Told are the stories settling

Like debris

Show me wood
Tainted stones 

That's the breeze

Presence fond blissful trees
Art yearns to be heard

Tonight the first morning
Crowned the heightened creed

Lest be a crowd
To substantiate to take on 

A door left a drift 

That solo guitar
Center stage on a Sunday night

Trusting few emotions
Composing words representing a week 

Responsive to conceptual love
Writing of life in short stance

The figures placed to the later
If silence filled this space

Emotive amenity would succumb 

© 2016 Nisreen


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"Hues of Magenta"
Precious Seconds,
Bit by bit, minute by minute; beauteous voice given. Lovely song of each stanza coming forth as you are absorbed by a time of blissful solitude; a time away. My heart is lifted with each part of your lovely poem. It gives a canvas which you may paint your experience of Nature's resplendence. I was really taken with this experience for a week's time. Did you go on some kind of retreat? I hope so.
Here is just a bit of this poem of loveliness.......
"Gratitude on top of serenity
told are the stories settling
like debris
show me wood
tainted stones
that's the breeze
presence fond blissful trees
art yearns to be heard"
Onward in beauty for you have inspired me!
Blessings to you.
Kathy

Posted 6 Years Ago


Nisreen

5 Years Ago

This was something I imagined
Thank you for your kind words
Oh, I really like your work. Its got a classic modernity quality about it that makes me feel like rush to head.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Nisreen

7 Years Ago

Thank you so much
This just flows beautifully and has such softness and warmth to it, only heightened by the beautiful and fitting picture filled with colours almost other worldly in their beauty. I think this has just relaxed me more than a massage ever could. A perfect mind massage.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Nisreen

7 Years Ago

lol
I guess i am relaxed

Thank you buddy
Lorry

7 Years Ago

You're very welcome. :)

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Added on October 25, 2016
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Nisreen
Nisreen

United Arab Emirates



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