Coldest summer, warmest winter, why did I beg my heart to enter?-
knowing that hell is at the center, coldest summer, warmest winter-
Fruitless spring, bountiful fall, I wish I could forget it all-
In springs cold grasp, my leaves did fall, but tell me, did you care, at all?-
My world, it seems, is upside down, sharp is dull, square is round-
A heartless world, a soothing splinter, coldest summer, warmest winter-
Please, don't take my frown for sadness, insanity is not my madness-
A fish that swims in a lake of fire, a truth filled woman, is but a liar-
I found the key, I turned the lock. I wound the meat and cooked the clock-
Your loving words, just idle talk, you run away, towards me you walk-
My winter warms me, my summer chills, fighting comforts, loving kills-My distance runner, a breathless sprinter. coldest summer, warmest winter-
By, Jalil al-Asad Amir al-Hamza,
Thank you, Anonymous, for catching the typo.
3 comments:
Nothing short of GREAT =) Your an awesome poet!!!
xoxo
Lisette
Your poetry is amazing ...love and relationships obviously inspires your writting do you write about other subjects ? And one question in the poem Coldest Summer, warmest winter. The verse where it says Truth filled woman, is but a lair
That word lair ref ..to a place of rest or den for animals is that what you meant to say or is it a typo?
I relate so closely to these verses...of lost love..but a learning experience. Thanks for sharing Jalil!
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