So there I was
standing on the edge of despair
Fluent in the language of failure
Seemingly predictively unorganised
In the throws of human weakness and inanity
Versed in the chapters of lust over life
My very being rich in the transient pleasure of ignorance
Like flat palm wine on a hot day
No pleasure did I receive from drinking this cup
So there I was,...
Unbowed
Unperturbed
Unbending
Inspite of
Or despite?
Words fail me,
I lack composure
Structure, lexis and tense
I mix verbs and nouns
Adjectives and whatever else!
my inevitable demise
When we sleep, do we sleep?
Or are we merely transposed ?
When we are awake, are we awake ?
or are we asleep in ignorant bliss?
Yet I fail to react
I fail to break ground, to find definition
Like flat palm wine on a hot day
No pleasure did I receive from drinking this cup
Who wants to know?
,...only those who care to ask
So there I was
,.... this is for you
Today you entered my thoughts
Grabbed me by my proverbial and made me realise that we all face daily challenges
And are often judged by our peers who have no right to make such judgements
You gathered me in
like a gardener clearing the first offerings of autumn
You offered me fresh perspective
And inspired in me hope.
I love you beyond mere words can tell
Am inspired by your frailties and lifted by your innocence
I love it that you are contrary to the given views
And in standing alone, you are never alone
So there I was
Seemingly on the edge of despair
Fluent in the language of failure
Like flat palm wine on a hot day
No pleasure have I derived from drinking this cup
I was running on empty
But then you came
Offered me the coolness of your gaze
The deafening roar of your silence
And like cool cold palm wine on a hot day
I am drunk with your love
Shukran
for fatema,...my inspiration
"Allahoma ini la asaloka radda al kada, walakini asaloka allotfa fih"
Remember ~ runningwater never sleeps,..it runs wide, runs deep, it's a source of life.
01072012@ 07.18
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