ghazal
A poem of five to fifteen couplets. It shares a rhyme and a refrain. This form of poetry can be traced back toseventh-century Arabia. Here is a ghazal of mine.
To man who fears love
If a man fears love, if he fears what is still
unknown
then he will live his life old and alone
When his sorrow he can not awaken and he is forsaken
He will have no choice but to face tomorrow alone
Only through love do we give, do we open our hearts and live
But for man who does not see, he shall sit alone
When the nights are cold and he has no one to hold
He will feel half dead, for he is alone
For everyday he lives, everyday he refuses to give
He comes one day closer to dieing alone
Walking through the valley of his own grief, time is a thief
For tomorrow he will die old and alone
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