Thursday, July 16, 2009

Fave Poem of the Day

I reckon this is how it feels to be in love? *Smiles impishly.


Be Near Me
by Faiz Ahmed Faiz (trans. by Naomi Lazard)



Be
near me now,
My tormenter, my love, be near me—
At this hour when night
comes down,
When, having drunk from the gash of sunset, darkness comes
With the balm of musk in its hands, its diamond lancets,
When it comes
with cries of lamentation,
with laughter with songs;
Its blue-gray
anklets of pain clinking with every step.
At this hour when hearts, deep in
their hiding places,
Have begun to hope once more, when they start their
vigil
For hands still enfolded in sleeves;
When wine being poured makes
the sound
of inconsolable children
who, though you try with all your
heart,
cannot be soothed.
When whatever you want to do cannot be done,
When nothing is of any use;
—At this hour when night comes down,
When night comes, dragging its long face,
dressed in mourning,
Be
with me,
My tormenter, my love, be near me.

1 poetic mutterings:

Poet said...

I LOVE THIS ONE!!! LOVE IT!