alis song
the desert turned crimson red
and hollowed in to mystique
shadows
camels and sheep
from their feed
came back to
sleep to gather dreams
for greener tomorrows
just as the muezzins call
died on the bedouin camp
the stage was set for the feast,
belly dancing on the ramp.
campfire flames
danced and glinted
winking wickedly
on the dancers
hip charm
a soothing song swathed
the oasis
spread slowly from
pink dusk to
indigo dark
humming along
the whispering sands
alis song rode the
wings of desert wind
speaking
of joys of yesterday
memories and moments
that speak
of a love who moved on
but never
forgotten
a lonely heart as dark
as midnight as still
and silent before a
storm
as each caravan halted
and at alis
lone oasis
he sings his song
in
memory of his
love
leftover
in nothing but
a scented note
ali carries on
in the hope that
his love may pass by
one day
wedded now
of tiny tots of her own
may have
forgotten ali
yet would remember
alis song ............
This has the same connotaions as of the story of shiri farhaad , heer ranjha & laila majnu . Longing sprinkled with desires that haunt the wilderness deep inside a thirsty soul.
Picturesque poetry with music, color and heartfelt emotion. The soothing song tells a story of love and loss, but still with purpose. Lovely writing rema~
thank you karin and nikunj this is a poem very close to my heart