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I Wept In The Arms Of Nizami

"I pass by these walls, the walls of Layla
And I kiss this wall and that wall
It�s not Love of the walls
that has enraptured my heart
But of the One who dwells within them"
~ (Kais Ibn al-Mulawwah aka Majnoon)�

I would have woken�
at dawn�
to listen to khamsa�
rising from hills of torment;�
din of Jin�
wrapping itself�
like a silk scarf�
of midnight air
greeting
Saba7 el-Noor
around each tree trunk
and wishing well
where the elders�
have washed their hands�
of
madness suspended�
on crumbling clay.

Dancing Dervishes
twirl�holy hymns
on yon-pale sky
spinning dunes into sandstorms�
in the aching heart
wave upon wave�
on blue caravan of dreams
to cross the desert�
and fall on your knees
sinking with certainty
at precipice of Haaj
praising Love�s glory�
and
its eternal flames.

I woke�
in the arms
of
Nizami
weeping in these walls
at twilight�s dim
not knowing�
night or day.

Written by Layla

Published 4th Aug 2018

Author's Note

Letters from Layla to Majnoon

Khamsa = Verses
Saba7-el noor = good evening
Nizami = Persian Poet, author of Layla & Majnoon
Haaj = Holy pilgrimage to Mecca

#heartbroken #love #sadness

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Re. I Wept In The Arms Of Nizami

Amorous_tryst

4th Aug 2018 4:01pm

Simply Stunning,

True talent on display for the enjoyment of all who care to indulge.

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Zazzles (Broom)

4th Aug 2018 5:27pm

I adore your mind and feelings Layla, everything you write sparks deep emotion.
I am so very happy you decided to stay!
loves you sis..
Jackie xxx

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Ahavati (Tams)

4th Aug 2018 9:09pm

Beautiful imagery, especially the Dancing Dervishes. They're truly mezmerizing to watch, as this poem is to read.

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RevolutionAL (Alistair Plint)

5th Aug 2018 6:31pm

I'm still in awe that the "unspecified period" in the "indefinately" before. This is Layla at her best. Love it...

Right let's work...

A better quotation could not be found. You knocked it out the ball park right there!

The observation of the first four lines is a poem itself...
The posibility that waking up to the goings on is difficult hasn't crossed most reader's minds. And you've portrayed it perfectly.

I could disect this or I could say...

You follow through with 9 answers to 9 questions methodically and with such a style that I sat in awe...

I was lost for comment.

I then realized you're correct...
The Persian poet would weep here.
There is no beauty in a day
or a night

And it is twilight (a matter of time)
Distinguishing truth from egos
Impossible.

Kudos my friend
No one could have dropped it like this
Especially in the waking.

Respect!

Al -x-

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