Hearing your siren call
A limousine pulled up and took me away
inside its black leather left room to play.
He asked me if I wanted a cigar
but I looked back thinking of you afar.
I took meetings listening for your voice
stuck with agendas that were not my choice.
On little pieces of paper I wrote
your name over and over as I dote
like a schoolgirl with a pen and a pad
shy to even think I'm a lucky lad.
Where we left day past was no way to go
for just the thought of you makes me glow.
What am I to do save scibble and wait
since your siren call has chosen my fate.
Abdul Tawala Ibn Ali Alishtari
A limousine pulled up and took me away
inside its black leather left room to play.
He asked me if I wanted a cigar
but I looked back thinking of you afar.
I took meetings listening for your voice
stuck with agendas that were not my choice.
On little pieces of paper I wrote
your name over and over as I dote
like a schoolgirl with a pen and a pad
shy to even think I'm a lucky lad.
Where we left day past was no way to go
for just the thought of you makes me glow.
What am I to do save scibble and wait
since your siren call has chosen my fate.
Abdul Tawala Ibn Ali Alishtari
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Dear readers
I am a man who practices restraint and moderation so in all things even moderation and restraint have their limits. The heart is one such instance beyond our control
Abdul Tawala Ibn Ali Alishtari
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I agree with that, it is a test to restrain emotions and the heart is the seat from which all emotions emanate. I sometimes I have a trial with moderation as I tend to live on a rollercoaster of feelings and take things to excess more often than I should. I want to commend you for not only creating a beauteous work of art in this poem, but for also bringing to mind my own flippancy of the heart. There have been many, many times when I've had to strangle my feelings to keep them in check.
P.S.: I admire your sonnet. I couldn't pull one off if my life depended on it!
Hope you are well.
Many blessings,
Raven Aurora
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Hi dear bro! What a surprise to see you writing a sonnet,
making it so soft and nice. I agree with last sentence in your comment. Great done.
~Sonja~

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Restraining ones feelings for another is like a whole in the earth...nothing will fill it...only the loose dirt, til it forms a whole again...this is a lovely piece of work, thanks for sharing
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Very romantic, I love the way this layers the callous real life with the wished-for romantic life. Well done. I say "bah!" to restraint on Valentines Day!


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Great weaving of words
Darling uncle
You take a day
of labor and chores
exposing how hearts may
remember one love adored.
Smoosh
Janet

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The feeling is remembered by me also. Imagery and emotion are perfect to put the reader in your mood for the write. Content very clear and tasteful. This one captures the heart and memories of all romantics. Wonderful work my friend, Don

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Duty calls ....
but above the call
of duty so loud
you hear the siren
calling out your song
Ana Bahibbik

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