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| Tomb of Firuz Shah Tughlaq at Hauz Khas Village! |
It's Death as I recall, a rather big surprise,
For few it's beautiful, just a change of guise!
For some a paltry fear of the approaching unknown,
Others a dreadful severance from what they thought their own!
And no one wins over Death, It shall definitely arrive,
But when it comes darling for you, I don't want to be alive!
Ya'aburnee, no matter how painful it gets,
Old and crippled, yet all I fear is Your Death!
I know I love you more, and you've never loved me true,
For you have cheated too often, Death is how I pardon you!
Written for MindLoveMisery's word prompt!
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Also shared with Imaginary Garden With Real Toads for Open Link Monday!
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Also shared with Imaginary Garden With Real Toads for Open Link Monday!
What an interesting take Arushi. I agree death is on every ones list of experience to go through. I was intrigued by the pardon given in death, is that like a form of forgiveness?
ReplyDeletemaybe .. like letting someone miss you just to let them know what it feels like!! thank you Michaelt!!
DeleteThere is such a wonderful rhythm to your writing makes it a pleasure to read
ReplyDeleteI fear the loss of loved ones more than my own death and indeed it would be death to lose my husband
Yes sometimes death to oneself is not as scary as to another...
DeletePowerful stuff!
ReplyDeleteThank you Kerry!
DeleteArushi, long may he live and suffer! Your poet can watch, but love him still. Scoundrel that he is !!!
ReplyDeleteNice rhyme and rhythm, it reads very nice.
I like your tomb picture. Sultan Firuz Shah Tughlaq must have quite a person, responsible for the Tughlaq dynasty. I learn. I had forgotten how much influence the Turks had at one time in the near east.
al, ad, abu short words proceding the city names also have meaning but I don't know what. I might learn again. Our daughter and grand-daughtesr love Dubai. Almost every time they visit they go snow skiing, first on the old course and lately on the new. I would like to go also.
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What a coincidence Jim ... I am in Dubai as we speak.. even I dont know the meanings of al abu ad etc... firoz shah tuglaq and his dynasty ruled over india about 800 yrs back... known to jave plundered the country of her riches... not such good times as our history books recall!
Delete:) I had Googled/Wikipedia'd him.
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sometimes this is the only way to find peace and forgiveness.
ReplyDeleteTrue that... Laura...
DeleteDeath is how I forgive! Aaiiee! i felt that once, that it was easier to forgive since he died. I have since felt guilty. Can't win through losing--but what a marvelous poem!
ReplyDeletethank you susan!! i personally dont think either that its a win but maybe its a consolation of sorts!!
Deletelove Jim's comment... my reaction to this was yowza, that's harsh! and sometimes that's exactly how we feel. nice. i think your exclamations give this a classic feel.
ReplyDeletethank you Marian!! Jim did really outdo his comment!! :)
DeleteSo many stories weaved in this one! I see the love--feel it deep and raw--the despair, the sense of loss... even a hint of murderous harm. What a kick!
ReplyDeletei am so happy you enjoyed magaly!! :)
Deleteas a mother, I do not want to bury a child - no matter what age. I understand your poem was about a lover, and I adore your twist at the end.
ReplyDeleteI really hope you never have to Margaret.... love..
Deletecleverly done ~
ReplyDeleteThank you!!
DeleteGreat Lines, Thanks for such a interesting post. Keep Posting.
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