I read this once, and my eyes popped open...I read this twice, and tears started forming...

I can't get past how sad this write is, yet beyond beautiful. If these metaphors don't touch the heart of your reader, I don't know what will.

Honestly Noura, the visuals I get here, I immediately became overwhelmed with sadness, with loneliness. I felt cold, I felt desperate.

The ending...I don't even know how to comment on that question. It left me wanting to know the answer, wanting to know the story.

This is such a beautiful write girl. God bless that poetic brain of yours, I wish I had an ounce of it.

I can't describe how beautiful and moving this piece is. ugh.

I can't describe how beautiful and moving this piece is. ugh.

I too read this over and over again, and Noura, there is something so tender about this piece it just immediately softens my heart.....There was something definitely beyond what we read and saw in this, especially when you mention your hearts morphing into sad poetry....I am in awe of these two lines, just the way you crafted these lines is unlike anything I had ever imagined before "I saw you once scratching the moon, writing a name. I saw you rummaging the wind for more fragrance...." - I love how you just dive in to these actions and use verbs that seem so.... antsy or anxious? Like this person was never satisfied by all you were, looking for more in the names and scents of other beings/things....I completely agree with Chelsey on the ending too. The last two lines gave me chills....that question lingering on makes me wonder why this person has moved on without you, or forgotten some part of you they once held dear. Beautifully sad write.

Rinse me off your soul? oh Be still my heart,,, the ending was enough to make you cry... The creativity of this piece is outstanding... beautifully crafted piece Noura!

I read your poem, and there are so much in it, it seems like a compressed life, with a sad end of the life until this moment,
you have a special form, likeable form,

I love your despair, your anger, your madness and your outstanding skill

Noura, every time you write there's a grace and elegance to your words, there's a beauty to every line, and when I read your poetry, I immediately feel swallowed into your world, into the words, into the images that clamber into my head.

The sadness here was really evident, but there was a cleverness to every metaphor that made that sadness even more so.

You always manage to pen such pieces that make me feel utterly unimaginable...beautiful write
xx

Congratulations on the win Noura!!! A truly tender and beautiful poem & of course, really well-deserved <3

This is so wistful so very beautiful...each and every lines blends and meshes so well with the other....months seems to have such significant to you..I remember April did and the reason why. Living in the southern hemesphere where it's still very hot in February I had to pull back on my life in UK where it's still snowing now in March....you seem to be able to take tragedy and make it even deeper...if that makes sense...you can take the readers heart and hold it in your hand....when you feel like it.

No one can write like you.

[Weekly Contest Comment: 3/11/13]

This poet's style of writing seems to romantize words, and doesn't just give me as a reader something to look at but something to dream about. The very essence of sadness here takes me away.

"There is a bird losing himself in a twilight,
did you silently rinse me off your soul?"
- A few things I would like to comment on here. I like the very vivid image of the bird losing himself, not being able to go home, it gives off a feeling of hopelessness and innocence. It also makes me want to fight for this bird to be found. Good and simple metaphor that made for a strong ending....and I love how it tied in with the question the poet asks next. That makes me ponder neglect. I get the feeling of reminiscence through this poem's aura but also that this character has been overlooked, maybe traded for something better, and that feeling of numbness and the softness of their heart is so tangible. This truly to me is poetry that reaches the reader, especially when the poet writes with an elegance that doesn't give away all these clues as to what exactly happened or how this relationship became this way...

Lastly, I'd like to applaud the poet on the title! I don't think I've used this word in poetry before but in our English class we had to find the etymology of it. The definition is a harsh or discordant sound which brings out the atmosphere of the poem to me even more, because while the poet talks about a tenderness in the air, it is not a sweet or pleasant one. There is something deeper at hand. It's a very complex sounding word and has history to it when spoken aloud. Beautifully written!

The title caught my eye to be honest, I loved it. It just allowed my imagination to sail beyond words even before starting to read the poem itself.
You amaze me on how you write your pieces; I always thought you were like a Maestro of words. You wave your pen and words come dancing with emotions and you always add a new flavor to your pieces with the use of months; this time it's February.
I loved how you started this piece with a picture of loneness at its best description; and having no one there to accompany you but the clinging frost. And I loved the images of poetry in the second verse; you gave it a new flavor and an additional depth of emotions. And the last two verses were my favorite part in this poem. Something about scratching the moon and biting the daisy just captured a scene in my head.. But then you ended it so gracefully. Well done.

Absolutely Splendid, Congratulations Noura!!!