"carvan" poems
Moment by moment,
the miles melt,
In a fire unknown,
the dew drops swelt.
Desires deepen
as the dusk darkens,
The eyes tell all
As the moon brightens!
The signal sent by
the series of sighs,
Fans the faint flames,
The hope revives!
Arousing the long
laid back longing,
**Be mine!
Says the intoxicating evening!**
A carvan of dream
passed the past night,
The setting sun says,
"Realize it tonight!"
Enchanting evening,
makes the hearts sing,
Forgetting everything,
Let's loosen the string!
Aug 9, 2017
Aug 9, 2017 at 9:07 AM UTC
I. Fasl al fasl
The Carvan has halted.
The grunting of camels.
The sand shines of moonlight.
And I remember you.
The bonfire is lit.
My kinsman have all gathered.
And yet lonely, I remember you.
I was the lonely moon,
And you the mirthful rain.
Your voice to my heart was so soothing,
And my life full of despair and pain.
II. Àl fasl min dhikraa
When I see the dancing fire,
I remember your radiant eyes.
When I drink the wine,
I remember your intoxicating words.
When I visit the perfume chamber,
I sense your presence around.
When I pick up the pen,
I remember the letters you wrote to me.
When I gaze around at the eternal sand,
I feel the emptiness of my life.
III. Àl fasl min aldaewa
I searched for you,
Through every oasis I passed.
Through every city I went to.
Through the olive groves.
I called for you,
Like man so insane.
Like the miser losing a diamond.
Like the parrot calling its mate.
Like a thirsty man crying for water.
IV. Àl fasl min alsala
Where should I go,
Whom should I pray to.
The night seems worthless,
And worthless are the days.
Tell me where should I go,
Name an abode so worthy.
For me it shall be heaven,
A chance to see you; my true salvation.
Aug 21, 2018
Aug 21, 2018 at 5:34 AM UTC
I. Fasl al fasl
The Carvan has halted.
The grunting of camels.
The sand shines of moonlight.
And I remember you.
The bonfire is lit.
My kinsman have all gathered.
And yet lonely, I remember you.
I was the lonely moon,
And you the mirthful rain.
Your voice to my heart was so soothing,
And my life full of despair and pain.
II. Àl fasl min dhikraa
When I see the dancing fire,
I remember your radiant eyes.
When I drink the wine,
I remember your intoxicating words.
When I visit the perfume chamber,
I sense your presence around.
When I pick up the pen,
I remember the letters you wrote to me.
When I gaze around at the eternal sand,
I feel the emptiness of my life.
III. Àl fasl min aldaewa
I searched for you,
Through every oasis I passed.
Through every city I went to.
Through the olive groves.
I called for you,
Like man so insane.
Like the miser losing a diamond.
Like the parrot calling its mate.
Like a thirsty man crying for water.
IV. Àl fasl min alsala
Where should I go,
Whom should I pray to.
The night seems worthless,
And worthless are the days.
Tell me where should I go,
Name an abode so worthy.
For me it shall be heaven,
A chance to see you; my true salvation.
Sep 8, 2017
Sep 8, 2017 at 10:21 AM UTC
This Carvan I rode on bumby roads, lost wheels in the journey's length
Now riding on stilts I pull it, dragging the carcas behind in this shoddy night
I Heave under the strain of its weight, as a man selling wheels approaches me.
He pitches me wheels sturdy for my journey's end,
Wary I was of sweet words of my misfortune's end,
To this journey's end, a cravan I drag into the infinite night.
Feb 22, 2019
Feb 22, 2019 at 7:36 PM UTC