When I'm No More
A play ends just, a wretched play, that I’m no more.
And you yourself, with vex, dismay, that I’m no more?
Bleeding grass, burning air, woods ashen, and you weeping,
It’s a bit too convenient, nay, that I’m no more?
The letter with the rhymeless elegy-- it’s soaked,
I hardly muse now, what you’ll say, that I’m no more!
Stranded and shifting, quite like light on water, Dew,
Reflection mine, why do you stay, when I’m no more?
-Pin Dew (02/05/2017)
Note: Experimental Ghazal- The lines are in Iambic Hexameter. Usually, English Ghazals follow Syllabic Prosody, but here I am using Accentual-Syllabic Prosody.
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