"At Times I Wonder"
By M. Taha Effendi
At times I wonder what life would have been worth,
Spent cloaked in soft shades of your sable tresses,
If ill-fated darkness that shrouds life's wrecked hearth,
Was slayed by vigorous radiance of your eyes' recesses.
Oblivious to earthly callings would it be so unfair,
If I remained in your mesmerisms so eternally engrossed,
Your heavenly allure my parched eyes would ensnare,
On the fabrics of your existence my love I embossed.
When plagued by the bitterness of life's onerous race,
I would drink the glacé elixir upon your crimson lips.
Bury my distresses within the calm of your embrace,
Build my sanctuary in the shade of its eclipse.
Alas! My perfidious heart pounds, even in such dismal state,
I breathe with no hope of mirth nor a word of protest.
My vacant eyes resigned to this inescapable fate,
I stand unwilling to rebuild my plundered nest.
Clasped perforce to my bosom the agonies my love bequeath,
I heave my wounds through accursed corridors that adorn;
Deathly shadows that loom, daunting horrors that wreathe,
Where every gait garlands me with camouflaged thorns.
With not a course in sight, neither a goal nor any thrill,
I trudge with bare feet across the scorching earths,
Dreading the inevitable plunge from edge of sanity and still,
At times I wonder what life would have been worth.
(Finalist - International Poetry Soup Contest 2012)