Samer Madbak

Rookie - 112 Points (31 July 1969 / Beirut)

Poem 139, Sonnet 74: Fish - Poem by Samer Madbak

Oh little pet, how much we are akin
Two lonesome creatures in a crystal jail
With glassy eyes we plod an aimless trail
An idle flutter and a visc'ral fin
We dance a restive reel, a lifeless spin,
A motion muffled, an unruffled sail
A vacant voyage, silent, sullen, stale,
When is the end, my friend, my toneless twin?
We rove incessantly, but tarry still
A sleepless swim, a drowse without respite
What use, when we've eternity to kill
And cannot find a moment of delight?
Come now, another twirl, my bantam fish
Our lives a curse and death a distant wish!


Beirut
March 21st 2015

Form: Sonnet


Comments about Poem 139, Sonnet 74: Fish by Samer Madbak

  • Kelly Kurt (3/21/2015 1:26:00 PM)


    A beautiful offering. Thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 21, 2015



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