A Land

November 16, 2011

Poetry


The fiery rays of the sun touch upon crystal glazed grains that speak of a story
for this is one that the world has ignored but it eclipses any told before
the hero with the tragedies the he bore

The empty land that witnessed and was forced to stand foretells of a calamity
for this is one that causes hearts to fall to the floor
the tears of which will wash sins ashore

The sorrowful birds fly around with confusion was it pain or natural beauty
for if it was pain then let us fall and hang our heads with shame
the beauty of the few was surely not to gain fame

The wind whispers in its gust of patience that shone with glory
for when sons are slain and infants cry in distress
the qualities of man are manifested with success

There lays the headless body of the most radiant
whose light illuminates the surrounding darkness
as she vests the site of her beloved
alone in wilderness
cold in the moons light
soon to be the centre of greatness
where the rays will shower over him
and the land will shout for him
while the birds sing for him
the wind will be at ease for him

Masses shall adore him..

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About mohamedridha

Network Systems Engineer with focus on Wireless LAN Infrastructure and Security. Interests in Middle East

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