Chetta Achara Poet Rubaiyat

Soft and Sweet Triumph

I'm not playing games with my heart,
Love is not a game of ecarte;*
Take, discard, take again, and trump,
Win, lose, win, lose and then restart.

Love should not be just a speed bump,
Never a noisy callithump,**
On the highway from birth to death,
Love is a soft and sweet triumph.

And triumph fills our every breath.
When we drink at the shore of Leth***
Love's memory will not depart
Its passion fills the depth and breadth.


*a French game of cards
**a noisy parade
***a river in Hades. Drinking its water removes the memories of life.

For: Interlocking Rubaiyat Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Angel L Villanueva
October 21, 2021

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Michelle Faulkner November 3, 2021 at 5:09 PM Very original, I like how the rhymes flow so smoothly, yes love is what gives life breath! Congratulations on your win~ Chetta Achara November 3, 2021 at 7:04 PM Thank you.

John Gondolf October 22, 2021 at 5:16 AM Love keeps the hopes of mankind alive. I enjoyed this very nicely penned Rubaiyat, Chetta, good luck in the contest. John Chetta Achara October 22, 2021 at 1:27 PM Thank you ..