The elegance of an exquisite diamond, Is priceless for the one who fathoms the price of the afterlife. The ignorant will abandon everything except a thousand diamonds. The wise will forsake everything except the dignified path of Allah.
When you realize you’ll never seize the day, Never have the right things to say, Your judgments are always erroneous, You’re not Hamlet, but Polonius. When you know that even though all things end, It doesn’t help your torments mend, A dutiful advisor, Who is none the wiser. It must be so serene, Never having thought you might have been- “Neither a borrower nor lender be”; I say, yet fear both apply to me. “To thine own self be true”; ah! I must have missed that cue- And all do agree, The plot does not demand my soliloquy. Under all this weight so crushing, How I wish I could feel nothing. Of this at least I am certain: My death will be veiled behind a curtain.
Hamlet is my favorite Shakespeare play, and I wanted to write from Polonius’POV
I am not wordly wise I often pay a price World values wordly wise Rest are cut down to size I am not worldly wise I often pay a price My conscience does analyse Tells me only be wise Even if you pay a price O Lord make me wise With capacity to pay every price Till I die to rise
Beneath the soothing suns feet Where the border of heaven and earth kiss; Encircled by the sons of El, Dwelt our great ancestors, Grooving to an Ancient dance Orchestrated by our grand director.
Peculiar attributes but identical in nature, Complementary mates crowned to embody His majesty's ordained purpose; Real marriage.
Out from the gates of their innocence Came forth an Uncut black opal, Dazzling above the Filthy garments that we are.
But pityness overcame him When he beheld Our ill-fated doom, For his advisor is justice.
So He descended to Cement his undying will By issuing out a certificate of Divorce to sin and her spouse death; Bringing their capital to his knees and Printing a salvific Covenant to taste our quill Before this rarity takes leave Empty handed.