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Our Story Was Such by Ishtar Zikr

Ploughed by the harsh hands of “hollow-souled” harvesters,
life dragged its belly on barren lands — now, abandoned.

Vanishing days and vanishing nights of yesteryears
now lay frozen on the eyelids of cold faces
questioning the stranger in their mirror --
carrying a bosom neither heaving nor collapsing,
upon which "wet threads" run
between the lashes and iits "red stain" —
flowing drop by drop onto their futile hearts.

Dignities rolled and tossed in dust,
like a newly wedded virgin-bride raped on her "first night".
Like a clay body curved into a fetus
witnessing its own demise;
suspended between time,
suspecting God’s will,
paralleling fate to the falling sand grains in an upside down hourglass --
paused transitorily between nowhere.

Evenly placed rusted bars
invisibly ran from Nadir to the Zenith,
keeping “white thoughts” within disfigured infinite boundaries.
Like the minds of hand-fed birds
stirring...
pecking...
picking seeds out of a generous palm;
fed only enough to leave them hungry
so they keep coming back for more --
unaware of the snares buried beneath the last granules,
waiting to snatch a feet here,
a beak there,
... or perhaps, a whole wing too!
So that no songs are sung,
no boundaries are crossed,
no skies are discovered
…. and no birds fly free.

Oh, our story was such.
But Sisters!
We have moved.

Yes, with muted voices,
crushed souls,
and broken wings
we have moved from there.
... learning ways of the wind we have moved --
with wings of falcons we now soar high
flying again,
higher than we ever did before,
abandoning barren pasts
leaving behind those scars,
we fly again!
Yes, we fly again!

(Silent Fingers)

Comments

Totally moving Ishtar.

I moved with your words. I gained wings and your words showed me where the winds blew.
I took flight and flew higher and higher ...
and I want to keep on flying leaving those scars from pasts.

Well done! Keep writing.
I'm sure you, as much as we your readers, are soaring with every word.

Salaam
Aminah

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Haww !

Thus...it seems we are all here (now) - you (Aminah), Isha, and myself - and, well, I have abandoned blood-ink-diary as it no longer is available (deleted). Hurrah for World Pulse !!!

Cheers.

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:) Mashaal, Ishthar, and me :)

It's so very nice to see familiar faces here :)
The world is such a small place after all. Kahaa Toronto and Kahaa Maldheef. And yet here were are - and it seems you guys know more about me than my partner does, or my kins or my parents for that matter.

And Shaheen ... nooooo .... you deleted your blog? All the lovely words? I mourn for my loss. I do love visiting back sometimes just to feel the magic of poetic words. I wish you had just made it private or something, instead of deleting it.
But hey, it's your space right - it's your decision. No worries.

But I do look forward for your blood-ink - even if it on worldpulse.

Salaam
Aminah

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True that, dear Aminah

And, dear Aminah, the deletion of my blog was rather painful to say the least -- and I may never fathom its' reasoning, thus, suffice is to say, I am also mourning my loss of that blog -where I gave my heart and soul since its' inception. Well, time to expand my two-pence of writings elsewhere, I reckon. Am very grateful for all the love, encouragement and inspiration you had shown on BID - good part is that we became friends, dear Aminah - hope our 'ink' shan't dry at this platform. I see you are truly relishing World Pulse, this makes me happy. And, you are a wonderful gal - so very full of talents, masha'allah. Chasm e ba-duur azizam (Persian = no evil eye to hit you my dear). :)

And, of course, Isha is a superb writer and we shall also benefit from her writing/photography contribution here at the Pulse ! Who knows, someday, the three of us shall just end up meeting the other in this transitory life ! The three writers and their pen - don't know if that is scarey or cool?! Lol.

Love & blessings,
ssd

So right Aminah! I am totally with you.

Blood-Ink-Diary was a beacon in the blogsworld. It gave out so much light to parts of humanity that I have never seen anywhere else. She touched lives, and inspired hearts. Honestly, without her knowing her blog even helped me in a silent way to expand as a person through her choice of music, literary works and brilliant poetry. The intellectual integrity in her pen and her ink is something we shall always cherish.

BUT, we still have our Shaheen Sultan Dhanji with us -- her humility, her kindness, her great intelligence. And, The King's Falcon has far far higher flights awaiting her, Inshallah! :)

Hmmm, three of us ending up meeting in life is quite a thought, Shaheen. Lol. And imagine that happening in Maldives. Aminah you may drive her around on you scooty, while I sit (left out) by the sea sipping green coconut ;)

Ishtar Zikr's picture

:)

Indeed, Aminah!
It's time we spread wings and take up flights -- as mothers, daughters and above all as women!

Thank you for your supportive words, dear.

SSD's picture

Fantastic

Absolutely a wonderful piece - insightful and engaging right to the end. You certainly are a borne writer and I hope this platform brings you immense success to reveal your hidden talents and soar high into the horizon !

And, Maldives should be proud to have you as her citizen ! Brava !!

cheers,
SSD

Ishtar Zikr's picture

Am humbled

Such kind words, Shaheen. Your encouragement gives valor to my ink!

I am just a simple "islander" of a country that I am so proud of -- my Maldives. I hope I can make a difference while making her and myself "better".

Regards,
Ishtar

BUHENDWA NEEMA's picture

BONJOUR

bien de vous lire prend courage

neema

SSD's picture

Ah, your verse - the last

Ah, your verse - the last part:

" Yes, with muted voices,
crushed souls,
and broken wings
we have moved from there.
... learning ways of the wind we have moved --
with wings of falcons we now soar high
flying again,
higher than we ever did before,
abandoning barren pasts
leaving behind those scars,
we fly again! "

Isha, I wonder if scars can be left in the barren past -- only if people had patience to strengthen themselves.
You have always written with an intense passion, much appreciated - is your poem !

Ishtar Zikr's picture

Indeed!

Ah, my last verse !

Indeed Shaheen. It takes one a lifetime to leave behind such 'barren past' and tread that long path, before they realize the wings they carry on their back -- alas, often times it is too long a walk and too painful a journey for just one lifetime. Hence, the "weak-souled-one's" failure in strengthening themselves.

But, we need to learn ways to leave behind those scars and fly, again, in order to give our lives the chance it so deserve.

Thank you for your words and presence here. Perhaps you noticed an intensity in my meek pen for the simple reason that you yourself write with "blood ink"... At times I too slash the red veins with the nib of my pen.

Salaam and Dua
Ishtar

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..Of ink

And, well, Isha, I hardly doubt your pen to be "meek" (as humble as you fancy to be!), that your ink speaks far across the distant spheres and enriches those who are receptive of your raw and ripe nerves.

Ah, yes, painful as it may be - this journey, 'tis one that lives in accordance to its' promptings - sometimes in darkness and other times in light-ness - the scars become tales eventually...one finds strength to fly.
Keep penning...

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