(A Poetic Lament)
It’s religion that will pave your way
and ‘Piety’ will always make you say :
”I’m utterly elated, I chose to stay
in my little realm of sand and shore”
but the sun is not my friend anymore.
We used to meet, the sun and I
outside where the cleric could spy
I’d guffaw at the nimbus hue,
not knowing what the cleric’d do
I’d enter the masjid, pray things galore
but the sun is not my friend anymore
It’s unfortunate that innocence left my grin
the moment the cleric held my chin
a ‘hush little one’ and an ‘I know your kin’
I’d never known how fast the world could spin,
I’d only ever heard it in gut-wrenching lore
but the sun is not my friend anymore.
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About the author: This poem has been penned by Uns-E-Zahra. She is an avid fan of lingual admixtures, and tends to incline towards works that have interlingual elements.
Comments (17)
Hassansays:
August 23, 2023 at 5:53 am“But the sun is not my friend anymore”
What a line. Beautifully done ???
Fatima Alisays:
August 23, 2023 at 7:05 amThank you Hassan <3
Rashid ijazsays:
August 23, 2023 at 6:01 amThats a great one … you should have to write more on contemporary masail …
Fatima Alisays:
August 23, 2023 at 7:04 amI am always going to exercise my pen on contemporary masail. In Sha Allah.
Shumailsays:
August 23, 2023 at 6:09 amOhmygod this made me cry what the heck. So so beautiful. I’m saving this.
Fatima Alisays:
August 23, 2023 at 7:04 amI’m so glad you like this piece. Cannot wait to publish yours! <3
Saqib Ullahsays:
August 23, 2023 at 6:31 amApart from the central theme of the poem the figures of speech used in the poem show the writer’s attractive command on a language
Fatima Alisays:
August 23, 2023 at 7:03 amThank you! I’d want you to write something on a similar theme.
Hamid Khansays:
August 23, 2023 at 6:42 amThe Moon is not my friend anymore***
Symbol of light, peace, joy, calmness and satisfaction.
Anyhow nice approach keep it up.
Fatima Alisays:
August 23, 2023 at 7:02 amI used ‘Sun’ as a symbol because ‘Sun’ shows strength. ‘Moon’ shows tenderness. Victims lose their strength, hence remain silent. Which is why the experience becomes even more agonizing. They lose their tenderness too, but that wasn’t the topic of this poem. Let’s write one in collaboration? An extension of this poem, titled: ‘The Moon Is Not My Friend Anymore’?
Hamid Khansays:
August 23, 2023 at 7:27 amI totally agree but in such a situation Hope stands more dominant than strength and Moon symbolizes hope.
Yeah sounds good count men in
Mohammed Qasimsays:
August 23, 2023 at 7:57 amA flawless composition indeed, that provides a profound contemplation on the harsh treatment we experience during our formative years under the guise of religious instruction. It is yet yet another tactic used widely in our society to stifle curiosity and creativity and promote dogma. Kudos to the writer for shedding light on this issue.
Fatima Alisays:
August 23, 2023 at 8:56 amI’m glad that people are accepting this deconstruction of the image of our local theological environments. Thank you for your support Qasim!
Muhammad Moazam Arshadsays:
August 23, 2023 at 8:25 amBeautifully written and expressed grief ?
The “Moon is not my friend anymore” also works here.
Fatima Alisays:
August 23, 2023 at 8:59 amYes! I’ll try writing another one with that title too! That’s a wonderful idea!
Ilyce Marangasays:
August 24, 2023 at 5:40 amUnexpectedly courageous, equally moving, poignantly sorrowful … love it …
Fatima Alisays:
August 24, 2023 at 8:06 amThank you Ilyce! I hope and sincerely wish that we, as people who think and write and reflect, never stop writing on taboos.
P.s I hope you’re doing well. <3