Sagacious words

Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary. ~ Khalil Gibran

Thursday, 11 October 2012

The Contest of Time

Never let the madness of unkind misery
Steal away transcendental spirituality
And drag all down into the grave trap-
Where fallen angels plot in blind unison
As the mortal heart breaks into oblivion.

Iblis cried with the fury of old arrogance
And Jibreel watched with dutiful patience,
The contest of time, seeing and unseeing-
As the whim and wonder of humanity grew
And the earth bore witness to what it knew.


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