Ghazal of Dreams
Grandma says, let not a person be shaken awake too suddenly,
In his haste to return, he lose himself in a no-man’s land ‘tween two worlds
In unfolding a man’s weaknesses, the mind only bares in dreams
what reality dresses up, too ashamed of itself to unbutton and see
The escaped soul flies free from the weight of the body
Before Wakefulness jerks it back by it’s thread, crashing
Is sleep not a promise of Death’s eventuality?
When it comes, life itself will be but a waking dream
Remember dear fazidah, what you see behind shuttered eyes
For it is your soul’s secret whisper to you- in the quiet of night
In his haste to return, he lose himself in a no-man’s land ‘tween two worlds
In unfolding a man’s weaknesses, the mind only bares in dreams
what reality dresses up, too ashamed of itself to unbutton and see
The escaped soul flies free from the weight of the body
Before Wakefulness jerks it back by it’s thread, crashing
Is sleep not a promise of Death’s eventuality?
When it comes, life itself will be but a waking dream
Remember dear fazidah, what you see behind shuttered eyes
For it is your soul’s secret whisper to you- in the quiet of night
posted by Medusa aka expiringpoet at 4:47 PM
6 Comments:
Reality cloaked in the surrealism of neither here, nor there. Very good stuff Medusa!!
Wow, Your Ghazals are as good if not better than Alfian's....
medusa,
a beautiful and thoughtful piece of writing.
that's medusa in a poetic mood. :)
love this
especially that final stanza
thank you
Pat,
Thank You! Glad you liked it ! :))
Kian Seng,
I try my best...hee..hee..!
Annie,
Nice of you to drop by :)
dsnake,
yeah, my very rare...once in a blue moon, poetic mood! hah!
floots,
thank you Sir!
This is really nice!
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