A Love Forgotten by Poems and People

A Love Forgotten, Of Which I Wondered

I wonder if the sound of silence is, falling of a dewdrop late,
I wonder if the sound of patience is, waiting in the aisles of fate,
I wonder what eludes all reason, words aramaic written on my wall,
I wonder if the parting leaves of autumn know the secrets of fall,
for this wall is my companion, to indolent skies I pray,
heavens that heed no worship and Idols shaped out of clay,
I wonder why the Ha’it ul Buraq venerates Babylon to seem Holy
yet the cherubim guarding life’s tree, forbids me to bathe in your glory,
where light mates with true darkness, where a ship mates with its shore,
lies my event horizon the sight of you save for your door,
I wonder if the sound of hope is, my soul that sings evermore,
I wonder if the sound of tragedy is, mourning a dying love sore,
upon my wall, the aramaic, I do wonder if I should read it,
reads it Lo! “ever and always, the meaning of life shall be zenith”

Kindly Click this and Read Poems and People

Advertisements