In the garden of our dreams, my beloved waits for me,
placid as the morning dew, evanescent as the departing night,
but patiently in a shade’s embrace, sits fanciful and free,
lost in wondrous thought, and a visage fair and bright
awaits my arrival wistfully, under the arched Eden tree,
slightly anxious yet timid, chasing shadows in the light,
but a thousand miles from my beloved, my beloved I can see
and our despairing abode around her, falling into blight,
the flowers turning pale, are not as verdant as she,
and a thousand days have set, much to pathos delight,
where once my prison stood, now there ripples the sea,
buried under so many leagues, leagues of sorrow’s respite,
while in our bounteous home, my woman calls to me,
holding my memory’s vigil, a flame still burning despite
she knows somewhere within, in an ossuary I may be,
forgive me love, I have moved on, for that I am contrite,
but then she tastes the fruit, forbidden which does agree
to let her be with me in death, and deign to leave this sight,
for this garden bounteous wilting, amnesiac of springs glee
can rest with solace knowing, we rest in heavens plight.
“A long dead prisoner watches his love, waiting for him, from the heavens. He witnesses his garden and his home, how everything around his love is wilting and dying. He gazes on helplessly and half glad as she commits suicide, knowing well that they shall be together once again.”
This is lovely. I should be writing, but I find I am reading and answering instead. Still I am very glad I saw this, and I think you also, for you kind words this morning. I do need some cheering up, it seems.
“think” = “thank”
I am much better thank you. I do type very quickly, and often are not wearing my reading glasses and/or wearing the wrong ones and/or am out of the proper range of them. I often do not see such errors as the above. On a short word the page may be so blurry that I may not even see the red underline from the spell-checker!
I thank you, and also welcome you to any kind words I may have spoken. My good friend, you must not fear the travails and arduous experiences of life, these words are undoubtedly easier said than done, but hope is what keeps us alive, faith is what binds us to our mortal helplessness.
Tell me more about faith, please. I love your words!
The fruit that drops from a burdened bough has faith in the fate of its fall, Jessica, I only have words, when I shall know faith, so shall you.
I read a few of your pieces. Lovely poetry! Your work reminds me a bit of Edgar Allen Poe they way the words flow in beauty with just a touch of melancholy. I mean this a compliment as I consider EAP to have been a master wordsmith.
Thank you Suzi, the comparison you have drawn is overwhelming, I hope I can live up to your expectations.
beautiful
Thank you Sir Therien, means a lot.
Your poems are powerful with vivid imagery. I love reading your work 🙂
Thank you Heidi, I appreciate it.
Ooooh, lovely, lovely.
If they are reunited in heaven, then praise the poisoned fruit..the bite of love’s delight. 🙂
Thank you Lora, your praise means the world to me.
Wow ! It feels so calm and soothing somehow as if you have taken your time to journey through and return with songs !
Amazing !
Regards 🙂
I thank you Maryam, I am ingratiated to you for this wonderful comment.
i wish i can write like you….thanks for visiting and following my blog, Gasm Travels
No thanks needed Susan, it was a pleasure to view your blog, an utter eyegasm so to write. You have a talent with photography, and it is absolutely enviable.
Regards,
Osama Iftikhar
Hi – nice to meet you. I couldn’t find an ‘About’ Page so just want to say here that I am honoured by your visit and follow at art rat cafe – thank you. Love your writing and look forward to exploring your site in more depth….
As am I honored by your visit and reciprocation, please feel free to explore my page, and I shall ensure the visibility of my ‘about’ page.
Regards,
Osama Iftikhar
Greetings Osama Iftikhar,
I too believe we shall change the world. How? By becoming better caregivers. Please follow these two links: https://skydrive.live.com/?cid=f885f56c47be1762&id=F885F56C47BE1762%21836 and http://caregivermanual.blog.com/caregivers-manual-for-men/.
If you would consider changing the world together, how about writing one of the Presenter Templates for the ITN program?
That is my challenge to you.
Dan
mlberg.caregiver.blog@gmail.com
I accept your challenge Dan, and I shall write to you soon enough, together we shall, together we must change the world.
Regards
Osama Iftikhar
iftikharosama@hotmail.com
Thank you Osama.
The task is to write so the world feels embolded to speak. The challenge is to find something worthwhile to speak about. I am eager to write with you.
Dan
hmmmmm
Are you judging me, or taunting me? 😀
Meter, candor, diction, guise
Such challenges give caring rise
Anger, sorrow, fear, regret
These cares leave cues you’ll not forget
(thru) Passion, Glory, Hell, Retreat
Giving and Receiving meet
Longing, faith, atone, believe
Hope for all and debts relieve
I am a little short on time these days Dan, but hopefully by this weekend I shall have completed your challenge. 😀
Not a problem Osama. I truly appreciate the consideration you give this project. Might I suggest an iterative approach? Constructive feedback could form the impetus you deserve. I am open to suggestions. Dan
How’s it going Osama? Dan
07:41 in Islamabad, had my breakfast, preparing to start the challenge 🙂
Awesome! Let me know if I can help. Dan
Sad but oh so lovely. Thanks for stopping by my blog and ‘Following’ me!
It is nothing Patrice but my pleasure, and thanks be to you for the kind words.
Regards,
Osama Iftikhar
My first visit here, but not my last..lovely words. Thank you for sharing them and for visiting my blog.
Not at all, I am privileged to have visited your blog, and I thank you for the compliments.
splendidly beautiful 🙂
Why thank you!
it was my pleasure to read it 🙂
That’s really beautiful : I especially like the part about the forbidden fruit ! Thank you so much for following my blog ! Greetings from Marseille, France !
I thank you for your reciprocation, and you are most welcome, it was my pleasure, Greetings from Islamabad, Pakistan
although i cannot understand all in a first reading (my ability in english is not that strong) i feel it’s a good poem. I think that’s a fine characteristic of well written poetry; feeling goes ahead of knowledge …
it makes curious and is intriguing ….
Thank you, your kind words humble me, and the fact that you gave my work your precious time is a compliment itself
oh so beautiful oh…….I loved it so beautiful
Thank you so very much.
thanks
Oh what delight I have stepped into here! A poet to aspire to!!
Thank you Jennifer, believe me, you need not aspire to me, set your goals higher, Lord knows your capable enough.
Regards
Thank you for liking my post. I love your writing. It gives me chills… I too should be writing but can’t help read!
You are welcome to some well earned appreciation, and thank you for the kind words.
Regards
So hauntingly beautiful yet contemplative and disturbing as in a Poe novel.
You are very talented! I want to read more. Your poem stirs the senses and opens creativity in me.
Thank you for following my blog. It seems so insignificant in comparison.
I may not be so tentative in my writings after reading your soulful writing.
Janice
Thank you for the acknowledgement, and you are welcome but Janice do remember, poetry is not comparison, but expressionism.
Regards,
Osama
gorgeous! Thanks for stopping by my blog and following me. I am honored to return the favor 🙂
Thank you, and your welcome by the way.
Lovely. I’m assuming you’re a fan of Byron.
This is quite embarrassing as I have not read much literature, by Byron I presume you mean Lord Byron? I am flattered that you have even mentioned the name of that literary giant on this forum.
Thank you for following my blog! And gorgeous poetry by the way.
You deserve the acknowledgement of every person, it was a pleasure, and thank you for the kind words.
this is very beautiful.
Thank you, you are too kind.
Beautiful!
Thank you.
I have a lot to learn.. Plese teach me..
Eddy, I have read your blog and it is with the utmost confidence that I say these words, “I can not teach you, for you are a far better writer than I am”.
that means a lot coming from u sir!
Your words flow like a William Blake/Poe I cannot believe that you have not read much literature. Your poetry is a rare find indeed!
Thank you Helen, your accolades humble me further, what an honor it is to be compared to such literary giants.
Regards,
Osama Iftikhar
Very beautiful poem. I enjoyed your explanation of the poem found in the first comment, as it was set down in a time honored tradition similar to Coleridge or Longfellow.
Thank you, the mere comparison is an honor for me.
Thank you for finding my blog and poem. I liked your poem very much and I now follow you
You’re welcome Shirley, what a wonderful blog you have.
Regards
That’s kind of you. I am quite a novice at blogging compared to some of the very professional ones I come across