... Poem by Parray Shahid

Your love for me brings
A world beyond consciousness
And swooningly infallible
Searing away the repentant vows
That, in themselves, stand firm
But - How can they?
If the knots on my brow
Aren't firm and strong
Indeed! Happy are the times
When I think of day and night
And the image of your face
Has my eyes indebted
So deeply and vainly.
- I call it night now
As your somber hair
Slinks up and robs the night of dark
O Moon!
Do not rise before my eyes
For, with her face
I seek your presence no more.