Very moving and touching! This tragedy happens all the time all over the world and I feel for the mother and child, you pictured what the baby girl (in my eyes she is still a baby since she didn't even reach 5 years old) was like before what killed her, then what she looked after and it is a horrible thing, before I forget nice first stanza truly beautiful and also that does happen to others it's sad may God have grace on Soher if she does exsist also the ending is strong and people are like that after what happened very beautiful, very tragic, but life goes on and you have memorialized a memory in time 5/5
:( such a touching poem. It is so sad, yet so true, and you have described that little girl so well, not just her looks but also by the smallest things she used to do like how she sucked on her fingers, and liked soft things to hold etc.
The poem really does speak volumes and it is a hard read, but I hope many people will read it and feel the impact of your words.
I really like what you have called your poem too, I think it fits the poem and shows just how often people write about the traumas in the world, but they keep happening, and then we move on from the next one, almost forgetting they ever happened.
From the results thread:
ONE POEM grabbed everyone's attention, and deservedly so. As one commentator on the poem described it: "a fist to the heart" [Sibyllene at 07 Oct 2014]. In the face of the death of an innocent, the closing line: "We will sit in our houses and wonder when will watching death trouble us again?" may be the most chilling Noura has yet to write. As much as I want her out of harms way, I have to wonder if she has been placed there by some higher power, with her unique talent, to record - to utter - what the rest of us see only in glimpses, and shudder at what she is suffering, and losing, in the process.
Oh noura!!I cannot even begin to imagine the pain and terror that you all must go through day in and day out,I find it horrific that such a sweet and innocent soul should be lost to the anarchy of war and strife.there are no words I can use to express my disgust at such a cruel and unjust world, but you have done just that in this poem, you have reawakened the soul of little soher in this poem, whilst reading it I could picture the sweet little girl with hands that smelt like cake playing with something fluffy, and my heart grieved for her in the end, when the iron hit her hand.though I cannot do very much from the other side of the world,I send my prayers to you all who suffer, and pray that this too shall soon pass.may God be with you and yours and bless your soul for being brave enough to write of your strifes, for that is what you are,a pure and courageous soul who is performing a feat in writing of your experiences, that many would never be brave enough to do.
So many things have been said about this piece. This piece is so much more than a statement piece, it's a news cast without the gaps, its a story without the imagination because everyone knows its true and it breaks hearts that this is what the world is. It is very well written and I'm so sorry that so many people understand terror and horror like this even though its so completely unimaginable to so many others.
I am so sorry you were inspired to write this. but thank you so so so much for sharing.
I read this when I was waiting to board a plane and didn't have time to comment then but...I'm so glad this won Noura. You have so much courage to live this daily but to write about it in such a way is a gift you have been given.
The visuals, sadly, were perfect (although that doesn't sound quite right but I hope you know what I mean) but it was the narration that really punched me right in the gut.
I love the title, first of all. It gave me that "here-we-go-again" vibe. This just breaks my heart, it's so horrific yet so beautifully written. The way you described Soher, with such detail. The way you remembered her makes me feel as if I knew her, too. What breaks my heart even more is the fact that you've seen this so much that you've become numb to it, in a way. It seems like such a common thing to watch these things, that it doesnt even bother you. That's that makes your work so heart breaking. <3
For starters let me say this... The title made me cry and I didn't even read the poem yet.
I have to stay focused while writing this comment because no human alive can't help but be affected by this poem so I'm going to talk about the writing brilliance of the author and technical aspects of the poem only, because the message speaks for itself and in my opinion, the author is speaking for all the "Soher's" of the world. I am in tears writing this comment. - Noura you are a writing voice of the human soul, I applaud you!
Noura crafted a remarkable piece here, using word descriptions in detail, repetition and grace. What an amazingly written piece of brilliance! - What can I say... 10! 10! 10! - Enough said.
I feel this poem is aching with not only the story being told throughout, but also within the message it sends out by the end. What the author has cleverly done is to take the reader through the traumatic event of a young child's passing, taking you into vivid details whilst really describing the child themselves so that you can begin to feel an attachment to them. An image is built up in your mind of a young heart of innocence, and then it is sadly taken away. After doing so, the author then ends the poem with a powerful statement of truth, which leaves the reader in deep thought about the ways of the world today and just how often these tragedies are occurring. A very gripping poem, the reality of the unfairness and often selfish acts in life is evident here and has been very well portrayed.