Rafey Habib Poems

You do not speak for me:
You who soak yourselves in blood
Are far from the prophet's mantle.
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I shall fall in
Love with
You again.
For the first time
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The Years have not dared to
Touch your Beauty
Which sings in the music of eternal spheres;
In you, all is harmony, radiance, wholeness;
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Few things will hurt you more
Than the envy of old friends.
Sometimes, their silence will reach you
Across vast oceans. You will hear it, weighing
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If, in ten years, you should come to me, broken,
Your following relationships failed, your
Thighs bloated with cellulite, your cheeks fattened, your spouse
Uncaring; if then you should tell me
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The high-handed man, solicitous
Untamed your demons; what passion
Seethed within you to be kissed again,
To be insulted, and restored,
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Brooding.

Like a lonely god,
Too high for the world, reaching
Into the cloudless beyond.
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The moon turned over Hindustan,
A foreigner wept:
“Consider, Lady Moon, with a queen’s sobriety
The poet, stood on this untilled soil
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And You, it seems, are not there:
A paler objectivity beckons,
A colder glance, a more distant
Pattern;
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On this
Inward shrine, I shall build
My peace.
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