Ashen

Ashen

A Poem by Sami Khalil
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A labor of love to heal the bruising...

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Ashen/...........................................................By Sami Khalil

Healing the bruising...

The Poem:


I planted you,

In the legacy of bruised skies,

In the further callings of noted flowers as colors escape orphanages

And yield to the roots of spring conscience.

I planted you,

Naked with bed full apologies,

Of ceaseless moons with pity on prisoners, who survive daily devotions, wearing the shadows of absence.

I planted you,

In the rebirth of wilted petals,

Who survive in distant valleys, attached to indecision of the hearts,

Footsteps away from light in the broad fields of death.  

I planted you,

In my intimate words of wedded vocabulary,

Around soft edges of intuitions where our critics below are confused,

Spinning in a state of head spin.

I planted you,

In the misreading of ashen rituals,

As white temples, churches and mosques stand as living archives to almost divinity, in unison of a lost sermon.






© 2014 Sami Khalil



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This is beautifully written sami. in our lives there are pain and sorrow but we must also remember that sorrow or pain could be a touchstone of love.

Posted 3 Years Ago


Sami Khalil

3 Years Ago

"sorrow or pain could be a touchstone of love."

Wow. Amazing truth in your wonderful wo.. read more
One understands the love we have for our families and even those of long-held friendships, and often they are of the unconditional kind that Dhaye speaks of below, but romantic love, indeed, marital romantic love is harder to maintain. We read our fairytales and patiently, and not-so-patiently, await our fair damsel and/or silver-glinted, brave knight. If we are lucky we meet this said perfect person or the next best thing, but the truth the fair damsel will wrinkle and gain dark spots; the armour will rust and there will be times when the knight resembles more the garden variety potato than any hero of note. The truth of the matter is romantic love does come with conditions if it is to be maintained, not so much that we never fade in physical beauty but in that we remember that your other half needs to be cherished as much as you must be cherished in return. It is not unconditional; it is work, but pleasant work, all the same. Without mutual-adoration a familiar friendship can still be maintain but romantic love will slowly slip away. So tend those seeds for with it come this special love and perhaps some healing.

Posted 3 Years Ago


Sami Khalil

3 Years Ago

Wow. I'm blown away by this amazing and truthful review of deep insights. I can't add more to the be.. read more
This so beautiful and insightful. I LOVED the "wearing the shadows of absence"

Posted 3 Years Ago


Sami Khalil

3 Years Ago

Wow. So glad you like this poem LouisianaBird and so pleased of your visit. Thank you kindly...:)..... read more
I know I say it every time, but man I wish I had the imagery that you have in your poems! Your poems are so full of beauty. Loved it!

Posted 3 Years Ago


Sami Khalil

3 Years Ago

Wow. Say it any time Erik for it comes from your heart. Thank you so much for the wonderful review. .. read more
They say that you will reap what you sow. When we plant love, should we expect to harvest love, too? True love is unconditional- it is divine. To love means to sacrifice. Sometimes, it's enough to dream and dream about love...because in dreams, everything could be possible.
I'm sorry I didn't make an interpretation here, but a reaction. LOL.

Thanks to this wonderful piece, Sami. I enjoyed reading it.

Posted 3 Years Ago


Sami Khalil

3 Years Ago

Wow. I love your reaction which is so wonderful. Thank you so much Dhaye for the lovely visit and wo.. read more
Dhaye

3 Years Ago

You're welcome.
Sami Khalil

3 Years Ago

:)................................
I think if you plant us amidst all these images we would have lots of work to do to change them, make them better. Don't mean your poem but the issues you raise Maybe this is divine love, but it would take a labor of love to accomplish this..

Red here rolling up shirt sleeves, reporting for duty Sami

Favorite line: who survive in distant valleys attached to indecision of the heart. And in unison of a lost sermon
Sami your poems are a joy to read.
~~redzone

Posted 3 Years Ago


Sami Khalil

3 Years Ago

I don't know. It is about two bruised hearts and how he planted sorrow and pain in her but then came.. read more
redzone

3 Years Ago

You are too kind Sami. I can now see says the blind man.. sorry Sami I will be better.. just so you .. read more
Sami Khalil

3 Years Ago

You are appreciated. Thank you kindly...:)..............
Almost healing the bruising...
Enjoy!
You can pick your favorite line or lines.

It is about two bruised hearts and how he planted sorrow and pain in her but then came to realizations that love is a labor and sacrifice and a lost sermon.

Posted 3 Years Ago


I planted you,
In my intimate words of wedded vocabulary,
Around soft edges of intuitions

Sami Khalil

Posted 3 Years Ago



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