The Loveless and the Beloved.

By Pride Ed

"Listen for the stream
that tells you one thing."
— Rumi.


How long can the perched Nightingale sing with a slit throat?
An iron taste in each bitter note; hard to swallow, —
Harder to quote!

And it rose because you entertained those thoughts too.

The honeydew rots beside that spill;
Need not these feathers remember the thrill?
Bitter with each taste, the beginnings! This deafening shrill
In false embrace, touching rapture's fiery red with a burning haste!

And it rose because solitude remembers everything I wrote.

The white faded under the scarlet smear of inky Sanskrit; I write about 
You as if I'm a Dervish writing about their love walking along the sky; the brink
Of sunrise,— sunset! 
And I'm never too far behind without wine.
Its the same I write of you every time!

And it rose because I can't touch a god the same as I can't touch you.

Upon seeing you with your own sweet Halvah, 
I no longer prayed for Qais and Laila, 
For they shared love, but never touched. Just like the Sufi poet and Allah,
Where one can only see, and one can only dream,
While floating along the stream.

And now I know I'm the fool for letting the feathers touch the wine,
Because it rose; those feathers rose too with time.

Because it rose, —
And rose,
And rose.

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Copyright 2014 Pride Ed
Published on Tuesday, July 15, 2014.     Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: What a powerful piece - I am relatively new to this site and this is beyond doubt the best piece of work I have encountered here so far - thank you for sharing it

  • Pride Ed On Monday, November 17, 2014, Pride Ed (108)By person wrote:

    Wow! I am thrilled that you've liked this one so much. Thank you! ^_^

  • A former member wrote: This is an avalanche flood like piece... drenched in deluges of things I don't even know about, yet certain phrases prick like thorns.. Priceless. The loveless and the beloved.. How I love seeing works like this adorn this site.. swift execution - must have been inspired. Pieces and poets like you remind me why I write, why I strive... for more. To ascend, and transcend what mediocrity I have now. Keep penning... this is raw talent!!!!

  • Pride Ed On Wednesday, July 16, 2014, Pride Ed (108)By person wrote:

    Thanks for the wonderful comment! I am both surprised and pleased that my poem has made you feel so deeply. All I can say is that this poem is the result of pinning away for unrequited love, and reading a lot of Middle Eastern poetry. Around this time I was reading a lot of poems from Rumi (as well as others) and a lot of it inspired me a great deal. Thank you again! ^_^

  • A former member wrote: Rumi :) Loved this work, and re-reading, plus a comment under a comment sure makes one's day!! Keep writing!! :D

  • Pride Ed On Friday, July 18, 2014, Pride Ed (108)By person wrote:

    Thanks again!!!! ^_^

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