بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم
From Her to Him
She stood beneath the shining moon,
Surrounded by the eternal circles of lace,
From the cream-colored skirt of her dress,
That fell around her feet.
Just like the lovely spirit within her,
That was coming to pieces like snow,
Covering the ground in a blanket,
Of old dreams.
She is an absolute rose he thought,
A beautiful rose who’s been,
Tangled among the dying orchids,
Left to slowly fade away.
As he watched,
Spasms of bleak dust,
veiled his dark suit,
Covering it in graying clouds of gloom.
In his own very last breaths,
Such groaning words echoed out to the girl,
And she looked longingly into the never-ending night.
I wrote this poem for AP English Composition in 2008 when I was a senior in high school. We were reading The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald and the assignment was to write a poem that used some lines from the book. It is a book full of impressive imagery. Fitzgerald writes in a way that creates stunningly detailed visuals in your mind as you read.
The photograph was from a visual narrative that I did for the same class. I attempted to recreate some of the images that I had in my mind while I read the book. The hand and flowers represent Daisy and the hat represent Gatsby. It was taken with a Minolta X-700 SLR on B&W film.
In sha Allah I will start to write poetry again. Perhaps this blog will give me motivation to do so :).