The hanging bridge carried me To the core of Vitasta There, my head hung low in adoration. The noise dimmed out; The waters traveled in a symphony, In sync with the tempest in my soul. Gently, we traveled together through life. Her and Iโ dancing to my storms, Till we watched them turn mellow in…
A child, who witnessed a recent gun-battle, goes down the memory lane and describes his horrific memories. He speaks of the memories from the rubble, recalls the horrific incident that brought the nightmare and the feeling of homelessness in his life.
Originally an Arabic verse form dealing with loss and romantic love, medieval Persian poets embraced the ghazal, eventually making it their own. Consisting of syntactically and grammatically complete couplets, the form also has an intricate rhyme scheme. Each couplet ends on the same word or phrase (the radif), and is preceded by the coupletโs rhyming…