Black & white

[Mohammad Ahmad]

A week ago I missed her
A week ago I shackled my hands
Among thick jungles I shouted
As a departed train never comes back
I asked the land where to go
I alarmed my stove never to set fire
Above the trees a falcon perched
Roaming on his sight and quivers
Being out of home but tolerant
Another eagle shouted flying away on sky
His white feathers removed the dark
And I asked the brook to give me a lamp
None of us is altogether white
But indeed we have the dark
And indeed we fear of the dark
So eagles had both white and black
And ever strong, that's,
Black needs white

[YesNo]

It makes sense to need both black and white.

[Danik 2016]

Your poem contains strong interesting images.

[Mohammad Ahmad]

Thank you both YesNo and Danik
For Danik, it may be that I am influenced by some American scholars or perhaps literature authors, I met some on G+ as my personal blog there

[Danik 2016]

It´s natural enough to be influenced consciously or unconsciously by other authors, specially the admired ones.