Loneliness at times grips you so tightly in it's embrace, like the talons of an eagle around the neck of its pray... chokes you...a sigh escapes...a poem is born like a song of the soul...uplifts you...sublimation...another dimension altogether...
I, Like Penelope sit Weaving
Loneliness you are my fate!With you I share this relationship
Of love and hate;
Which will take us together
To Hell's gate;
Or may be give us a few peeps
Of Heaven in its spate!
In my balcony I sit atop
Like Rapunzel* in her tower aloft-
Only I, myself have
Severed my heavenly locks!
A patient Penelope**
I sit
Weaving my garment of hope,
Which,
By day I weave,
With all my might-
Only, to unravel at night,
And knit again my web by day-
Weave, weave, weave away...
That is my destiny, my plight!
Only,
The reward of my patient wait:
My Odysseus!
No!
Deep inside, I know:
Is, actually
The ever evasive
Godot***!
So, you and I
My loneliness
Have far to go...
Author: Zoya Zaidi
Aligarh (UP), India
Copyright©: Zoya Zaidi
*Rapunzel, in the famous fairy tale, lowered her long tresses to her lover, the prince, to facilitate his climb up the tall tower, where the wicked witch imprisoned her...
**Penelope, the symbol of patience & faithfulness, wife of Odysseus, to ward off her suitors-whom she was being pressed into marrying due to Odysseus' long absence after the sacking of Troy-wove her garment by day (at the completion of which she promised to marry one of the many suitors) only to unravel it by night...
***In Samuel Beckett's famous absurd play: "Waiting for Godot", two tramps, Estragon & Vladimir, discuss philosophical issues while they wait for the arrival of the mysterious character of Godot; Godot never comes...
Poetry by Zoya Zaidi
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Written on 2005-12-16 at 17:56
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