You are starlight
refusing to fade
even in
the brightest sunshine.
You keep opening wounds,
leaving scars
and yet resisting them.
I? I have no illusions.
I can only birth fires,
nurture them
as I consume myself.
I burn. I destroy.
I meld and create.
You are a diamond
And I, charcoal;
Here we are, brought to life
from the same womb.
refusing to fade
even in
the brightest sunshine.
You keep opening wounds,
leaving scars
and yet resisting them.
I? I have no illusions.
I can only birth fires,
nurture them
as I consume myself.
I burn. I destroy.
I meld and create.
You are a diamond
And I, charcoal;
Here we are, brought to life
from the same womb.
Sometimes I marvel that Hiba and I actually are sisters. Poles apart, chalk and cheese... use whatever phrase you wish to, and that's how we are. The same way diamonds and charcoal are so different, but both essentially made of carbon.
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Nice poem, Zainab!
ReplyDeleteSo who's the diamond and who's charcoal here? :P
Definitely not saying ;)
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Lovely ending.
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Thank you! This comment means a lot to me. :)
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and yet resisting them
I just loved the lines. I had been thinking on those lines too - of chalk and cheese when i recently heard parents comparing the siblings and all..Wonder why individuality is always in competition with comparison?
nice poem man!
Exactly! People can go ahead and create custom-made robots if they want kids who are personifications of perfection. Thank god, my parents aren't as bad as some adults I know.
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ReplyDeleteThank you! I'm glad you enjoyed the blog. I'll visit your blog soon...
DeleteWonderful words.....brought to life from the same womb
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Thank you, Jules! I'm delighted that you enjoyed this poem.
DeleteThat was beautiful. My sister and I are both very similar, but my brother on the other hand...definitely charcoal (making us, you guessed it!)
ReplyDeleteMy sister is the "starlight refusing to fade even in the brightest sunshine"...I need to remind her of that - thank you!
Thank you for sharing your thoughts, Elisa :)
Deletethought provoking !
ReplyDeleteThank you! :)
DeleteLovely language - really enjoyed this post:)
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