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Category Archives: my own poetry
Ghazal #77 from Ghazals For The Friend, by Bill Gannett
We swear by the earth that supports us, And by the dust that crowns us at last. By the breath that infuses us with life, And inspires with frank and honest strife. By the fire that gives body and mind … Continue reading
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Ghazal #121 from Ghazals For The Friend, by Bill Gannett
The ocean way is a trackless path with no shore, an infinite horizon where the mind is insecure. All the desperate search for stable identity vomits with longing for permanent solidity. Such immensity of rolling water and salty air gives … Continue reading
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Genesis, redux: In the beginning… Ghazal #133, from Ghazals For The Friend, by Bill Gannett
In the beginning, God was sleeping and heaved a sigh That breathed me into being with the gasp of my first cry: I am born as gas! And thus began my cosmic journey- To suffer all form in time, and … Continue reading
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In this land of “winner takes all,” greed has dominion
In this land of “winner takes all,” greed has dominion Over all who yearn for the treasure of Mega Millions! How we worship the virtual triumph of Survivor- Whose teeth evolve to resemble a saber tooth tiger! The fantasy of … Continue reading
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Lost cries of ancient song catch in my throat
Lost cries of ancient song catch in my throat, And take rude birth in the land of my tongue. Mute syllables of pain gasp to denote Spirit longing to again become young. Print Friendly
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Ghazal #55 from Ghazals For The Friend, by Bill Gannett
We are crying to our Lord and Master without peer: All but his long curly hair is small and cheap beer! We have lit a candle to his blazing presence, And written many a ghazal about his essence. We can’t … Continue reading
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Surpanakha lusted after Ram’s great virility
Surpanakha lusted after Ram’s great virility, But was spurned by his devotion to Sita’s purity. She incited her brother to abduct Ram’s lovely bride, Because of her lust, great vanity and wounded pride. Ravana assumed the form of a sweet … Continue reading
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Ghazal #51 from Ghazals For The Friend, by Bill Gannett
Hanuman, the courageous Mind, says Ram, Ram, Ram; All of his fantastic wit and strength is from love’s charm! The Monkey God makes us all look like stupid fools, Even if we have advanced degrees from the best schools. He … Continue reading
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Ghazal #75 from Ghazals For The Friend, by Bill Gannett
This poet cries out with praise the love of Hafezian Rendi: To seize the day with an unabashed joy like a malamati! We have no problem with wild and drunken, naked riot; Our playful Beloved is pure and chaste, sober … Continue reading
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Dark is the night until your rising face
Dark is the night until your rising face Dispels this blackness with your joyous grace. Long have we waited for you as the stars Wheel by, at last your rosy cheeks to kiss. Print Friendly
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