Ask the Locked Doors
O you, the definition of beauty
my eyes only know
and I, the book of gaiety
your feelings only fathom.
I don’t feign to say
what we know about lovers
ask these deaf resonant walls
their echoes have much to say.
Against which many crashed their heads
attire fully drenched in tears
but dumb were all the speakers
and blind were all the seers.
Ask all the locked doors
ask those closed sanctums
in which many slept forever
with a poison phial laid aside.
The water slid from their eyes
on the pages of myth and history
accounted the abstruse story
of a short human life.
Ask those daggers and rapiers
that tore many dry throats
and lacerated the noble feelings
of many wet and innocent hearts.
Nevertheless they cannot elucidate
the reason behind this torrent
because they don’t fathom the tongue
the tongue that love speaks!
Copyright © Ayaz Warith | Year Posted 2015
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