A Pantoum (in trochaic pentameter)
Rooftops slid off into darkness, brooding.
Madhur let her hair down, softly weeping.
“Is there more than this?” the rains alluding,
Honey on her lips a secret keeping.
Madhur let her hair down, softly weeping.
Slipped into the arms of love so tender,
Honey on her lips a secret keeping,
Opened up her breath to then surrender.
Slipped into the arms of love so tender.
“Why does heaven suffer so for beauty?”
Opened up her breath to then surrender.
Offering her body to her duty.
“Why does heaven suffer so for beauty?”
“Is there more than this?” the rains alluding.
Offering her body to her duty,
Rooftops slid off into darkness, brooding.
© Karekin M Yarian
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Madhur Meets Her Husband
A Pantoum (in trochaic pentameter)
Rooftops slid off into darkness, brooding.
Madhur let her hair down, softly weeping.
“Is there more than this?” the rains alluding,
Honey on her lips a secret keeping.
Madhur let her hair down, softly weeping.
Slipped into the arms of love so tender,
Honey on her lips a secret keeping,
Opened up her breath to then surrender.
Slipped into the arms of love so tender.
“Why does heaven suffer so for beauty?”
Opened up her breath to then surrender.
Offering her body to her duty.
“Why does heaven suffer so for beauty?”
“Is there more than this?” the rains alluding.
Offering her body to her duty,
Rooftops slid off into darkness, brooding.
© Karekin M Yarian