Quatrain

LOVE IS...

Almost everyone talks about love,

Without knowing what it really means,

Love is a blaze which burns one,

Uncontrollable, intense, a holy vow.

 

Its passion glows in a woman's eyes,

Its torment makes a young man sigh,

It's a pit in which one willingly,

Falls for bliss and becomes ash-dry*.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

*ASH-DRY: Reduced to ash. A poetic description of lovers' end.

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WHO CARES!

When the broken heart sheds tears at night,

When the universe is silent and still,

When the darkness pervades in the room,

Who cares? Who really? To lighten the gloom!

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WITH THE UNSEEN (QUATRAIN)

In the wee hours of a solemn night,
With the moon and stars shining bright,
A voice from the unseen alerted me:
"Adore Allah ere the soul takes flight".

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HIDING THE SORROWS (QUATRAIN)

The state of my strange intoxication,
Is not without a purpose O my friends!
The drinks I had at my saqi's tavern,
Were meant to keep the sorrows hidden.

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A MYSTERY (MY POETIC RESPONSE TO MY FRIEND WALLACE LABENNE'S POEM "A SHORT STORY")

It does seem like a story,
Written by the Master Writer above,
The truth is still a mystery,
All an illusion -- except true love.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Wallace LaBenne is one of the finest poets of our time. He is also a very good friend of mine. I will, God willing, post his poem too, after obtaining his permission to do so...soon.

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A POETIC VOW (QUATRAIN)

My silence is based on the wisdom of love,
It is the sweet language of my heart,
A source of inspiration -- a poetic vow,
Meant to comfort a 'worried heart'.

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IN THE 'VALE'

I live and die with each breath
I inhale and exhale
Ah, if love had been near,
With the 'traveler' in the 'vale'!

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WHY? WHAT FOR?

I wept and wept all night long,
Wondering where I had gone wrong,
To be rewarded with loneliness,
Why? What for? For how long?

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VICIOUS CIRCLE

As time as we know it ticks away,
I ponder deep with thoughts on the way;
How we humans love to remain trapped,
In the vicious circle of measured night and day.

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