Pour me twilight in a cup
From restless dreams, wake me up
I fear, love has seized careless heart
As though a rose from bristly shrub
Hope’s an immortal bird in a gilded cage
Singing of woes can nothing assuage
Come, let there bloom lilies of faith
With rhythm of heart, come fill your page
When the sun is low on lavender field
Believe broken souls are often healed
I listen to the whispering summer breeze
To observe what comfort it would yield
Perhaps nothing’s more peaceful than sleeping swan
In the cruelest hour when benevolence is gone
They are more at ease with time’s uncertain wing
I drift along with sunset, seedling and song
Photo credits: Pinterest
Posted for Tuesday Platform @ Real Toads
and on Monday Writes @ My Blog – Verses
This is classical and beautiful Sanaa
much love…
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
You make me want to start playing with the Rubaiyat form too. 🙂
Awww gosh!❤️ Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you liked it!❤️
This made me smile to see the rubaiyat form – Margaret and Gillena have inspired us all.
🙂
Your descriptions are so beautifully conceived – really love each one, especially the swansong.
Thank you so much, Kerry 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
When the sun is low on lavender field
Believe broken souls are often healed
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so pleasant…
Thank you so much, Rajani 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Another favorite by you, dearest Sanaa. Especially this line, “Hope’s an immortal bird in a gilded cage”. It says so many truths, and says them beautifully.
Awww!❤️ Thank you so much, Magaly 😀 so glad you liked it!❤️
How beautifully your poetry fitted in with the illustrations Sanaa. Curiously when I was a teenager I had a copy of the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam (Fitzgerald’s old translation) which was a great companion for me for years.
Thank you so much, Robin 😀 so good to see you ❤️
There is a gentle rhythm to this poem, Sanaa; the language is soft and comforting, I especially like the lines:
‘When the sun is low on lavender field
Believe broken souls are often healed
I listen to the whispering summer breeze
To observe what comfort it would yield’.
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Beautuful, Sanaa. Soft with thoughts we like to hear.
Thank you so much, Jim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Beautiful.. We mix our world eyes with nature’s beauty and are blind to so much of it.
Thank you so much, Susie 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Lovely words!
Thank you so much, Annell 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Thank you for linking to Monday WRites Sanaa
much love…
My pleasure, Gillena 🙂
much love… ❤️