A Clash of Words! by Jamil جميل

Poetess:

Gazing upon your clay-cup,

My eyes judge that you are alike,

So raise your crown, and wake-up,

O' my dreamlike!

Poet:

My soul a boundless wave,

Seeks a ray of light in solitude,

You seem a queen and I a slave,

Perhaps your eyes are hued?

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Poetess:

O' ruler, disguised in veil,

Thirst in your eyes an ocean for me,

And my soul has pined for such zeal,

You are bliss on earth craving for me.

Poet:

Aroma of your gentle devotion,

And a stir of my visions have raised the wings,

My passion is scattered alike dust in the winds,

O' wise and brave, what is your emotion?

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Poetess:

Your presence before me, an arrival of moon,

My heart opening its eyelids to a new majesty,

And the soul is dancing in the rapturing monsoon,

O' beautiful, my yearnings lay in your agony.

Poet:

O' elegance of such heavenly delight,

Your beauty a messenger to my heart,

And my soul lay in extremes of your excite,

O' pearl of my pride, my image and my art.

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Poetess:

O' merchant of intoxicating whispers,

Ecstasy arises from within your tongue,

New clouds of joy are unveiling in my heart,

And may such unity never be apart.

Poet:

O' morning dew, if you dare come close,

My affection wants to hold you in its arms,

Waiting are my kisses on a throne of rose,

And elating are your splendid charms.

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Poetess:

O' beautiful, O' flowing stream,

Embrace my soul in your captivity,

I desire to be seized in your esteem,

And my heart rests in such festivity.

Poet:

O' blessed wine, O' sweetness of my existence,

Your love arose like the morning sun upon my chest,

Elevating me and pouring alike a spring within my breast.

Author's Note

This poem is based upon my imagination of a poet and poetess having a conversation.