The Scent of Burning Breath



Let's commence this year with sanguine thinking
The new winters come, and the archaic winters gone
You raise jesting with the evening
You embark on joking with the sundown,
You lay down, watering with the floodlight
You lie down, wailing with the shadow
You embrace the universe to its nettle
You subsist, you fall to charity deeds
You entwine your vanity, you fold your lifeless
You whine, you promise, you fright, and that's the weight of a winter dying in the umbra
Broad, long in the tooth, endorse the recent,
Peace out across the quick-acting
Peace out the pity that debilitates the mentality, peace out to all men
Corruption, war cause heavily death, modes of life, attitude, unmixed juridical
The disloyal coolness of the seasons
Peace out, squab my gloomy rhymes artificial boast in luxury and progeny
Peace in the love of sincerity truth
Peace in the mutual love of good
Peace out the millennium of contemporary striking
Peace in the millinery, winters of calmness
Recollect the chains of the winter when the recipient sees the light like a sliver of a new chance, disaster is fading away, there's a recent winter coming your way
All letdown drowned with the shudder of cold air around
Your soul is your true beauty, reflected in your graceful and radiant character

About this poem

POET’S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM: The poem was written on Saturday, 27th January, 2024. This poem captures our daily witnessing of the pain and suffering of Sudan. Anyway, it's time to open a new beginning. It is time to celebrate having a clean slate. Anything is possible because the past doesn't matter. Don't knock it until you try it. But please don't say that your life and the lives of others on the streets are not important, which is not exactly life-affirming.  

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Written on January 27, 2024

Submitted by Yousif on January 27, 2024

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Quick analysis:

Scheme ABACDEFGHIJAKFLMNOAHPQR
Closest metre Iambic heptameter
Characters 1,281
Words 226
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 23

Yousif Ibrahim Abubaker

Yousif Ibrahim Abubaker Abdalla was born on 9th of March 1986 in Khartoum - Sudan. People always call me (Shakespeare) he went to University of Juba- School of Arts and Humanities- Departmentof English Language. He works as a TEFL teacher and IELTS/TOEFL preparation trainer, Freelance interperter / Translator, and Poet. Provided Arabic to English Translation, proofreading, editing, interperted multiple in person interview and workshops for the documentary. Highly acquainted with. political. economical, legal documents, technical phraseology to ensure correct Translation Reviewed and Translation of books. He is inspired poet from the country of exquisite natural beauty, ancient historical attractions and inhabitants well versed in the art of hospitality in central Africa beloved Sudan. He is fond of poetry writing about life and whole thing that happen to human kind, either good or bad. He has got the collection of poems that he writes in various issues: socio-cultural, lamentation, lyrical, narrative, political, love, friendship, pain, especial events of my life, , etc and environmental as well, he always publishes many articles and poems on Sindh Courier is an online news service in Karachi, Pakistan. He had have been worked as a debate leader discussing various topics in many English Institutes, centers, academy and schools over 10 years, and sometimes he helps foreigners who come to visit our state to work with them as a translator or trip guider also, he helps international business people communicate more effectively and comfortably in British English. He does this virtually as non a native speaker, he supports people gain the confidence needed to improve and master accent management is key to intelligibility and thus pronunciation training has become a primary focus of his personalized sessions. He focuses on helping my clients learn how english language system works and then how to put it into action with relevant vocabulary, correct pronunciation. He also can be reached at: americanslang64@gmail.com more…

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