Ode to Lonliness
Muhammad Awais Zafar 1999 (Multan)
Bride of torn soul, child of cherish' silence,
Peace for darken' mind bring forth a new light.
Lit the lantern and bust into guidance,
Towards divine fowl's garden: taking flight.
You the bosom friend of soul, and true pal!
Our first hand shake in a somber bivouac,
Fleecy flitted veils were wine to pupil, and fair.
Thy soft cool touch lets my soul sew her falls.
Each was pouring red rheum on barbs of shock.
Alien to thee was the thing that I couldn't bear;
You took me there from here; sound to reticence.
I met thy offsprings: silence and appetite,
Gate to spiritual illuminance,
Make me feel alien on land came from height.
My self is blinded, can not see its hall,
Divided in many parts cage' dead and rock.
I isn't I my palace is above here'n there,
Gaoled in cherubic'n arrant apparel.
Ah! I am prey to unforbidden luck,
O! my true pal take me there take me there.
Hey! My dead slice has awoken, essence,
Of hitting the cage'n pulling locks of plight,
Make it feel free to flight to residence.
All its siblings cut the cuff after right.
I realized all are dummies; none is real.
All light is dark and in blindness has spark,
In buzzing state due to be cuffed in cooler.
Now I am free, know heads have goods and falls;
I have cut their roots from my soul by knock,
Of my lover, now having little fear.
About this poem
Ode to Loneliness is actually my self experience all discussed in the poem I have experienced. To discover true one’s self and visit the ideal imaginative world can be possible when one gives some importance to his spiritual life. Hence, I pen down my idea and experience that I had in solitude.
Written on March 31, 2023
Submitted by khichichauhan on August 08, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 1,314 |
Words | 277 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 10, 10, 10 |
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