DVERSE Poets’ featured form is the Ghazal. The Ghazal is an Arabic poetry that originated in the 6th century. To my ears, it has the rhythm of a tolling bell. The Ghazal has its unique rhyming and metering scheme which I do not think I accomplished. But I had to try anyway…. For better examples of this poem, visit DVERSE’s page and get acquainted with some wonderful poets online. 🙂
Oh, and thank you a lot for coming by and journeying with me through this Ghazal maze.
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The earth resounds with voices
sighing unheard under the grave
they speak of these truths unknown
they’re wasted under the grave
Bare trees whisper to the breeze
the message rising from the grave
The flame breasted robins sing
coaxing the secret from the grave
Once the blessed morning came
the Eternal sprung from the grave
Through nature heaven revealed
Imelda, life ends not in the grave.
MY WALL 
nature has taught me many a thing….and i wonder just how many secrets the grave does hold you know…i def like the nature elements in this..and do not slight yourself…you did very well with the form…its not an easy one…
Imelda, it’s a lovely poem and we all wonder about the secrets beyond the grave. Bravo!
Well, I can’t tell you if this is “proper” form, but I like the rhythm of it. Nice work!
This is definitely closer to the framework of the classic ghazal than many poems that label themselves so… and the melancholic atmosphere you set evokes the pastoral poets.
For me this has the spirit of a ghazal – so bitter sweet
lovely. it’s definitely important to listen to the whispering trees; they hold many secrets. you did a lovely job with this form.
Know nothing about the form, but thoroughly enjoyed your poem. Excellent work.
As Sam has said, this is much closer to the classical ghazal form than many poems that claim to be ghazals. Some of the classical elements are missing, but that doesn’t detract from what is a fine poem. I also enjoyed the turn from death to new life – which makes this poem one of hope and not the despair which the refrain might be expected to produce. Excellent.
I like this poem – well done.
spring emerges from a grave =). interesting journey in a tricky form =)
William Harvey who discovered the circulatory system once wrote; “I profess to learn and to teach anatomy not from books but from dissections, not from the tenets of Philosophers but from the fabric of Nature.”
With that in mind, nature states plainly that since we are inseparable part of nature,that everything we ever were, are, and ever will be was-is-and always will be as well.
Thanks for sharing.
it is beautiful..
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Ah, lovely. k.
That’s beautiful! Urdu Ghazals are very popular set to music in India and Pakistan,
Thank you, Madhu. 🙂 I will try to look up some. 🙂