Monday 4 March 2013

Ghazal!






Let’s not talk about the moth and flame tonight
no strategies of an endless game tonight

 

many dark wings beat beyond the window
but the lamps don’t burn quite the same tonight

 

the drums pick up the prelude but all is still
neither anklets nor ankles to blame tonight

 

these feet have known what it is to crush the grass
but this heart was grass before you came tonight

 

there should be more to life than the rules of verse
more to metaphors than what they frame tonight

 

if you have loved me then you will let things be
and if you haven’t then what’s your claim tonight?

 

there are many verses that need writing out
but it sure aches to sign this name tonight




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