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Writer's pictureHassan Ismail

Moon Brides


Love entered the hearts

then forced to be forsaken.

To the Moon's opposite parts

they belonged, and decisions had to be taken.



Paths been crossed , but no longer commune.

Dancing in the field, singing the riddle about different sides of a moon.


Years have passed and she was left in her exile unspoken.

A spider's web cast has been patiently woven, around her untouched heart she was left broken.

Lucifer rose so fast, and from the chosen's hand the sword became the fallen.

Haunted by dreams of past, from the grave of misery her ghost has woken.

Aquarius pouring love as a craft, in a vessel where hope is found in a drop of water.

No differences to clash, it was never a river, rather the whole ocean.

A Sufi's pure act, hearts constantly whirling in motion.


How can ideas that exist only in the mind make love depart and become the stolen.

Should we all become color blind to see that love is a pure emotion.



Promises has been oaken

Loneliness hiked the Logan

Love acted in the Kyogen.

"Masks drop and show me the omen.

Is it good or bad, should I keep my devotion"


The moment has came,
tears dropped like rain,
They say love will win, yet failed to remain.


Written by Hassan Ismail


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