The Chamber

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I am a room bathed in light. I am hiding secrets grim.
I long to utter a speech while whispers come and die.
Beneath the desk and chair hold documents well aware;
I turn my back upon tempestuous love affairs.

Often late at night when helmer meditates;
The pangs of unlit conscience with fear
I chose to claim. Outcast and forgotten
I am often dark and closed. If solitude’s
the heart of wasteland, I am dauntless
Through and through.

I am open once again to newer age prospects
Have left my youth in gold cruet I figured
Oh what’s the use. At times I peered alone
His worn and battered face. I am yet to find
Deduce if Β jokes were blunt or crude.

 

 

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Posted for Midweek Motif @ Poets United

42 Responses

  1. Thotpurge says:

    Left my youth in a golden cruet… great image!

  2. L. Moon says:

    Sanaa you use the image to mirror your verse (or is it the other way around?)
    Fantastic feel of noir – may be the darkest you’ve written.

    Cheers for your day and the rest of the week

    Many lunar hugs

  3. Jae Rose says:

    I think you have brought this chamber to life beautifully Sanaa – it feels like a tolerant place..and also that you have really crawled into the picture and made it speak to us

  4. gillena says:

    This is what the light does, isn’t it? Flooding the feelings into poetry

    Nice write Sanaa

    Much love…

  5. Mary says:

    You have really given us an interesting characterization of a room! Really keeps the reader’s attention.

  6. Bathed in light, yet hiding secrets—how well that describes so many of us!

  7. such wonderful visions you saw in the chamber and most original – well done! love this:
    “Beneath the desk and chair hold documents well aware;
    I turn my back upon tempestuous love affairs”

    that furniture does seem determined to do so!

  8. Sumana Roy says:

    I like how the chamber has awakened in every detailed image….its breath could be felt…

  9. I love the hint of mystery, secrets, and the hidden, lurking in this room.

  10. blogoratti says:

    Wonderful read, well written and very vivid

  11. It was wonderful to read the thoughts of a chamber. Very well written, Sanaa πŸ™‚

  12. I am open once again to newer age prospects
    Have left my youth in gold cruet I figured

    It is a natural progression from youth towards maturity. It gives insight to the more matured minds to prepare for the cruel world of reality. Very well expressed Sanaa!

    Hank

  13. Sanaa,

    The image shows a rather formal chamber; cold and a scary environment..I imagine it creaks at night…Useful for getting the mind working overtime!
    Eileen

  14. Old Egg says:

    This is so sad Sanaa. (Especially turning your back on tempestuous love affairs!) However move on we must, learn from our past, and embrace the future and leave those unfathomable jokes behind!

  15. Myrna says:

    It seems this inanimate room, does have a heart, a mind and memories. Good write Sanaa.

  16. Jamztoma says:

    Somehow the room bathed in light is kind of mysterious and gives me the willies. I am saying that because of the picture. The other side is darkened and then there’s the room half-open which is well-lit. I wonder what goes on in there.

  17. This was beautiful and creative. Very imaginative.

  18. Hannah says:

    Intriguing story-like quality to this.

  19. Rall says:

    Looks like a lawyers chambers….grim…. filled with wall to wall secrets.

  20. Dipanwita says:

    This is a wonderful piece. You have made the emotions of the chamber come live sharing every secret. “turning back on tempestuous love affairs”. Loved it Sanaa

  21. Nicholas V. says:

    Quite a dark poem with lots of atmosphere, Sanaa. Yes, even the sun sets and gives way to the darkness of night…

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