Micropoetry Month: Nov 2017: #22

Micropoetry MonthI love the Ghazal – it is lyrical, challenging and utterly beautiful when it comes out right. The repeating end word and rhyming word of each couplet define the cadence of the ghazal and direct its mood. No one writes it better in English than Agha Shahid Ali, one of my favourite poets.

Try a ghazal or any other form of micropoetry and share via comments or Mister Linky.
My attempt today references the legendary romance of Prince Salim and Anarkali, a dancer in the court of his father, the great Emperor Akbar.


Briefly, behind harem veils, where the moon wind gently rose,
a prince sought his father’s concubine, a soft, heavenly rose.

The king burned in royal wrath, the denouement broke their hearts,
she was buried alive under the stones, where the Jamuna quickly rose.

You spoke of Salim and Anarkali, intolerable even to fate,
he died as the mighty Jahangir, she lives on, a stately rose.

I remember the sky that night, impossibility fell like rain,
wet skin grew of fatal hope, though new suns cruelly rose.

The climax of human opera, the drama of the unfulfilled,
tragedy stains god and tomb and the death-hued pearly rose.



Forever Kind of Love

A great new prompt from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie introducing a form called Monotetra, which has four lines of 8 syllables each that need to rhyme. Also, the fourth line is actually 4 syllables, repeated.For inspiration, I chose man’s most beautiful monument to love, the Taj Mahal.

In the queen’s name, this splendour raised,
By an Emperor’s grief so crazed,
Such love never this earth had graced,
Forever praised! Forever praised!

Sometimes, on a warm full moon night,
The marble caressed by the light,
You see her wait, veiled in white,
For one last sight! For one last sight!

Hennaed feet on the milk white floor,
Knocking on a bejewelled door,
Her lips and eyes and tears implore,
Open once more! Open once more!

Then the wind from the river blows
Like mother-of-pearl, the Taj glows,
Every heart fills and overflows,
Time weeps and slows! Time weeps and slows!

28/6/15: Linked to Poets United.