Robe Turquoise concluded
A Triptych on Love
Love for sure.
But make sure, anon,
You base yours on
Love is surely based upon. Continue reading
Category Archives: Arif uz Zaman: Dialogue Poem
Earth N Parka Coat rapped a Love Song:
|They sing a love song|
|But that’s not love,|
|They play a love tune|
|But that’s not love.|
|We wanna be free!|
|I used to be a sucker for this ‘love thang’|
|Believin it real, ‘true lovin’ –
|That’s what we’re after, they’d say,|
|That ‘s what’s about, they’d say:|
|“Love makes the world go round,”|
|But it don’t.|
|We wanna be free! Continue reading|
Dialogue Poem Set 3.12: On Love
(Now, White Thawb, gentle en-listening,
Patted Ashen in warm, ease smiling,
And to Robe Turquoise nodding much grace.
Then referenced for us a Love Book for consideration,
Surmising its opening with warm embrace,
Admitting his own lack of eloquence,
Prayed we might be swayed by its sense
In rhythmic answers to soul-searching,
Inviting us to verses from Al Qur’an’s nourish-citations.)
White Thawb spoke: Continue reading
Robe Turquoise replied:
An Apology and Warning
Dear friend, I apologise
If that is how you feel.
You must not be affected so.
My words fail me.
Perhaps silence is best. Or worst.
I did not intend to offend.
Please note that I too did
Traverse the known world aforetime, Continue reading
Ashen Cloak continued:
Time to come down from the stars,
The celestial seas that span the two temples,
To stop reflecting upon beauty and enchantments
And instead, to face one’s ugly reality and learn;
Time to deaden this heavy heart
That once used to sing and mystify, pulsing,
Swooning into a thousand symphonies.
It could rage the oceans into war,
And stir the dawn to wake. Continue reading
Ashen Cloak replied:
A Refrain: To Complain
This makes things worse!
To think how in solitude
I have wondered high and low to try,
To try and seek her out.
And yet you here, so smug,
Relate your heart’s songs
And refuse to hear mine!
Refuse to hear mine! Continue reading
Robe Turquoise continued:
(To my spouse – for spouses everywhere)
In Heaven, in Time Long Forgot
In heaven, in time long forgot
Was a soul that longed for bliss.
Like a new babe born, crying above –
For you dear Allah.
The eternity of Love, Peace and the Joy of Total Existence.
What a sentimental soul it was!