From your ribs Adam, I was made.
In your glory, my existence shall fade.
In moments of bliss, when into your beautiful face I stared,
I saw light...blazing fire...melting darkness...
And in their warmth I burned...
Burned like a piece of coal.
Like a forest fire raging through me.
You burnt me to ashes.
I burnt to ashes, myself.
You arose in flames.
I drowned in flames.
In moments of reverence, when on my knees I fell,
I saw naked truth...staring back...stripping me naked too...
And in the nakedness, I hid myself...
Hid myself from your prying eyes...
Hid my imperfectness from perfect you...
For from your ribs Adam, I was made.
And to perfect you, I shall fade.
4 comments:
wowwww..
That was something!
you arose in flames,
i drowned in falmes...
loved this couplet the best :)
For from your ribs Adam, I was made.
And to perfect you, I shall fade.
wowww- loved the vicious circle going on there..
the rise n the fall in rhythm, the antogonising contradictions were friggyn good :D
I have read this...
Stark,shocking and yet pristine...
Brilliant writing.
the existance of woman!!!....eye catching articulation...likd it... eve (hawa) wd have praised him(adam alihuslatu waslam) and bawled in his arms the same way u have picturised the soul this article...
the existance of woman!!!....eye catching articulation...likd it... eve (hawa) wd have praised him(adam alihuslatu waslam) and bawled in his arms the same way u have picturised the soul of this article...
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