And The mountains echoed..poetic review
The following piece of poetry is meant to be a book review for Khalid Hossieni's And the mountains echoed albeit poetic. I ferry a big fat book on my back to read I read it mostly not..for my eyes can't see Not that I am blind but 'coz they steal the light away God the sun and the driver the tube light.. When doth my journey to home take flight. When I doth scarcely read it i loose myself to it I turn the pages as though I live by another life The brother sister intrigues me as mine I grieve desperately at their loss and clutch my brother's hand Lest he too drift away from me as did pari midst the sand. I live a dozen lives more while hoping for pari to meet her abollah And then my faith sinks as does pari's wrinkles rise A question lingers.. Will she remember to remember abdullah then as a silver lining comes a call Tells pari the story of her history et al The oak tree,the swing ,the house the cart,the shadow of a burly canine a soft ...