Darkness Bids a Bye

Darkness Bids a Bye

A Poem by Irfan Bashir Shah

Of spoils of which I tell

In their lapse my memories fell,

I recall a blurry grey voice

Which tasted ice, for fire to suffice-

“What watchful eye the predator wears

Incessant intrusions of memories engage”

 

The answer to his questions I do seek

When the moon is shy and night at peak.

An impasse and intricate cogs

Muddle my sight of prayer,

Then a voice which sounds far but seems near

Screams loud for me to hear:

“Long have I been in a ceaseless epoch

Burning in the rivulets of reveries

But then a light so abhorred from my abyss I made

To thwart my appeasing forlorn fate”

 

I hear such voices every night

When times’ nimbus cloak lullabies my sight.

Outside the morning sleeps- away from night.

 

 

                        Fetus~

© 2013 Irfan Bashir Shah


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Each time I read poetry from a Poet with great skill from India. I'm impressed with the school system. I like how you used the language. Making your point with powerful statements and great skill.
"An impasse and intricate cogs
Muddle my sight of prayer,"
A strong ending to a outstanding poem. Thank you.
Coyote

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Of spoils of which I tell

In their lapse my memories fell,

I recall a blurry grey voice

Which tasted ice, for fire to suffice-

“What watchful eye the predator wears

Incessant intrusions of memories engage”

This stanza stands out to me for some reason. The literary devices used have all the more a larger effect on my perspective.

Nicely done!

Posted 11 Years Ago


Good stuff here friend........

Posted 11 Years Ago


Great write.

Posted 11 Years Ago


I am always awed. Your writings are alluring.

Posted 11 Years Ago


a poem having deep meaning, and equally great vocabulary.
best wishes

Posted 11 Years Ago


absence..........it is the mother and the dwelling place of presence.........
darkness is the absence of light and light is the absence of darkness.....
life and death..they are so!
oposites are the functionality of the once unfunctioning
and yes this poem is really heart touching!

Posted 11 Years Ago


"But then a light so abhor from my abyss I made" abhor? or abhored, abhorent?

I followed the rhythm and flow... abhor was the one word that didn't fit - to me.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Irfan Bashir Shah

11 Years Ago

Hmmm! I guess abhorred will do..... Thanks for pointing out!
Chris

11 Years Ago

strong words... reads well aloud
This poem read like a quiet prayer...beautiful.
Your use of vacab is very interesting, it adds a beautiful flair to your poetry.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Wow! Excellent work here Irfan. Awesome choice of words that you put together.

Posted 11 Years Ago


This was magical and beautifully written. Your command of poetic words is amazing. Thank you for sharing this with us.

Posted 11 Years Ago



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