"We shall not cease from exploration and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started
and know the place for the first time." (T S Eliot)
"A dark and chanted verse is what I am." (
Forough Farrokhzad)

Thursday, December 12, 2013

ETERNAL FLOWER

My prize at day’s end never ever wilts
I see your face and hear your voice’s pitch
And I retreat beneath my warming quilts
To think of you before sleep turns the switch.
I toss and turn and stir and yearn and blaze.
An eternal flower flames my nightly stage
To light my bleakest corners and amaze
Just as you did before the mullahs’ rage.
I can never believe I left your side
Although your path seemed so well fixed and paved.
But now I know what pains you sought to hide
And how my pride meant you were never saved.
So rest in peace and know I’ve love for you
When next we meet to kiss and start anew.


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