Monday, December 5, 2016

Cure--By Sheikha A.--Pakistan and U.A.E.

Cure

What is the best poetic way to reach
down into a well – no fallen graces – 
and come up with a light emitting
from the tip of the index finger,
showing the way to where camels rest
on their front knees, carriage on backs,
and a path uncomplicated: so simple
in following, leading straight to water:
so true in properties, quenching thirst:
so minimal in craving, ushering to land:
so vast in plainness. I have been 
like warm smoke from cooling wood,
knowing what never gets spoken
is the point of drop from the hand
that let go, leaving me to find the way – 
of no theorized routes – to your
ungripped nature.

Sheikha A. is from Pakistan and U.A.E. and often finds herself in a world of oscillation that most of the times motivates her writing too. She maintains a (or tries to) blog on sheikha82.wordpress.com

8 comments:

  1. Hello Sheikha. I am not sure if you are new to Whispers or not, but if you are, Welcome. I enjoyed your poem, "Cure." Thank you for sharing it and continued blessings!

    -MJ (www.tgbtgpublictions.com)

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  2. Maurice, thank you for reading my poem. No, in fact, I am not new to Whispers! Been with them quite a while :)

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  3. Nice work. I enjoyed it. Please read some of my poems

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    1. Thank you for always reading my work, Angel Plant. I would definitely read some of yours too. I have been without a laptop for a while and it's hard for me to follow net activities on the phone

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  4. Dear Sheikha,
    Thank you for treating the Whispers' family to such thoughtful depth of poetry.
    Blessings and continued success,
    Michael

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