Commanding silence, and hushing the trembling wind
Oh! Moonlight, stealthily as a camouflaged fiend,
you descend the bars of what shows the other side
With playful grace and almost wounded pride.
You do dare to grace the consuming space
Attempting to enlighten it into some haloing place
Failing tirelessly, tumbling in bounds;
Don't you know? Both of you stand accused on similar grounds!
Drawn curtains, haven't I?
Exhaled blinded hopes and concluding sighs?
Why the tickle of light into darkness then?
Why breathing life in dreams again?
Shedding a different light on things,
Heaped they were, heaped as inanimate beings!
With flaring eyes and luring scent there they stand,
Like a dangerous drug, even sight of which is banned!
What I like the most about your poem, is that they are a paradox. They are both simple and complex. Secondly, one finds an imagery, which is a juxtaposition in this setting of an abstract poem. Its essentially an Ode to Moonlight.Interestingly, This poem can also be interpreted as by taking the moon in a symbolic manner.
ReplyDeleteThere is a teasing feeling to this poem, you brilliantly tell the tale of the culprit hope in the most subtle way.
ReplyDeleteAs the fiend moonlight brings that little light into the already accepted darkness, you question its presence, as if knowing and yet fearing the descend of darkness again.
The questions you ask, are amazingly worded, a directness supporting the theme wonderfully.
I loved the last four lines.
Great work Labani! Keep writing :)