Sunday, October 28, 2012

Dunia


he lowered his gaze
looking away 
from the whet
of her whimsical want 
longing
listening 
to the unfurl
of her rhyme
he brushed the loose curl
of unkept time 
from the carefully carved curvature
of her porcelain spine 
his will waned
his heart stained
her silence seducing
to the tune of his name

revealing 
temptation’s noose
her eyes like beacons
bore him a ravenous rush
bittersweet intoxication
too weak to hush the whispers
undressing his soul
he splashed truth onto his mind 
desperate to find 
a safe place to escape
a home to unwind

begging time to coalesce 
his limbs did digress
he found himself bound
to the sirenous sound
of her lies
he fell prey to her test
suckling poison
possessed
by the prowess of deadly illusion

how quickly the transfusion begins
as sin circulates
and darkness debilitates
such
is the promise
of Dunia 




6 comments:

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  2. Amazing portrayal of how easy it is to fall into worldly desires. Well written and crisp. I especially like how each line has few syllables to keep the pace urgent! Enjoying it. Hope to see more.

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  3. You write so hansomely my dear friend !
    Be happy and smiling :-)
    All the best :D

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  4. "such is the promise of Duniya"

    ...and she swallows whole.

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  5. Beautiful line--he brushed the loose curl
    of unkept time
    from the carefully carved curvature
    of her porcelain spine.
    You have a gift, thank you.

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