I can only feel
My heart wince in sorrow,
Coloured worlds around me,
Apparitions of love and life
As if but pale and hollow
Here today, forgotten tomorrow
Mine, forever, pleasure and pain
To see your treasured soul waver
Between your eyes again, and again,
Your precious iris,
Peering through mine
Only to find yours
It is we who colour this
Bleak world,
And it is we who strip
Our hearts of its edenic fragrance
And wear its luminous lustre
Don't look away, Forever seek.
Until time's gentle fingers
Pass over our tired eyes
And all that remains of love and life is
You.
1 comment:
My silver tongued Hadi, I admire the wide space of thought in your poetry; you leave room for the reader to interpret it freely without the restrictions of apparent expressions despite its transparency...
Your fan loool, T.T
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