BloOming with the flowers

BloOming with the flowers

Sunday 10 April 2011

Black Rose

Bismillahi rahmani raheem/ Greetings Earthlings

We were promised these dusty petals of a black rose
Scornful as we lay ravished... and we had only just met...
...had only just soaked into each other’s region

I withered into a lustrous lilt
Penetrating palettes of dissolved whispers,
Illuminating somewhere in-between the earth and the stars
Or maybe right there next to Pluto

Unfamiliar with these harmonies that you embedded within me
Half shadowed but succulent like a classical acoustic guitar
Enticed by audacious shades that make no sense to those that forgot to believe

Exhale your infectious being onto me
As I draw you closer.
Vulnerable to your undying gape
Intertwined with a fallen eclipse, I’m unravelled in a maze that gloom your fingertips

Struggles are like wild flowers and scented oils
And love reminds me of hills

Wind gushing
Knees cackling
Smiles awakening

Now I was in the midst of calling you supernatural
When you put your hands on my womb and said “birth me a mystical queen”
Amongst tender light you handed me the instrumentals of my stride
I was taken, leaves yellow and graves cushioned
Bathing in conversations that mastered the painting of corresponding with
the ocean in-between

Eyes open
Lips locked

Saturated in those currents that coil our outlines into a blush
As the blessings inhale us
A prance gravitates between the clouds
And my waist balances off your smirk
Native tongues ring around your pupils and sight your taste with sun kissed conversations

Venus cried, sun and moon utilize those many skies that have witness a black rose
Offshore and extinct to anything that doesn’t kiss my lips like soaring wings

4 comments:

  1. "Venus cried, sun and moon utilize those many skies that have witness a black rose
    Offshore and extinct to anything that doesn’t kiss my lips like soaring wings" - mashAllah very insightful, I felt it. Keep it up sis.

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  2. Beautiful 'Intertwined with a fallen eclipse, I’m unravelled in a maze that gloom your fingertips' this bit jumped out at me straight away.

    Rahma x

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  3. a veryy skilled poem. very smartly written. very brisk poem, a poem with a pulse; not to slow, but fast enough to keep u on ur toes and glued to the screen.

    'I withered into a lustrous lilt
    Penetrating palettes of dissolved whispers,
    Illuminating somewhere in-between the earth and the stars
    Or maybe right there next to Pluto'

    'Enticed by audacious shades that make no sense to those that forgot to believe'

    Amazing. Masha'Allah 3aleeki.

    Najima x

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