My book of love reads you!
Your touch of yesterday
Breathes fire in my neurons.
I am your devotee, you stand before me
like my God, waiting for my
hands and head to touch your feet
my body, it wants to wrap itself
around the column of your height
devouring you, holding you
Telling you that you are mine,
my own untreatable addiction
my nectar of long gone youth.©
ZSA June `13th 2017.
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About Zakiah
I write poetry and some fiction, have a book that was published in 2012. . . Stray Thoughts/Winged Words. I have four grandchildren, ages 16 and half to almost 16 months. I love the ocean, and grew up along the Indian Ocean in South India. I am a retired physician. Don't know much else to say. Thanks for reading.
That has been my profile for so many years. My daughter Saadia a great poet and story teller, has two sons; the oldest grandson is now 21 years old, doing architectural engineering at Missouri S&T in Rolla MO. His younger brother is almost 16 and taking driving lessons seriously and is in High School. The other two grandsons, children of my son Sayeed, are 9 and 5.
I have recently published another book titled Gulistan, A home of Flowers. It has stories and memories of my childhood and of a distant land which I still consider as my HOME., even though I have lived here in the US for more than fifty years.
Hope to see you on my blog.
My goodness! This is gorgeous!
I was walking with my neighbour and she remarked that today was Tuesday and Tuesdays are the romantic days of the week. Came home and wrote this! Thank you Mark for reading it and commenting about it.
It was my pleasure!
Love the image of “I am your devotee, you stand before me like my God”. A perfect turn of phrase!!
As always, you pick out the crux of the idea and elaborate it for me. Thank you Val. ❤
This is beautiful, Zakiah! one of your better poems!
Actually Janet, I thought it was cheesy and wasn’t going to post it. Then I thought, ‘meh, what the heck, let me!’ and so it is!!
That last line is powerful.
Thank you dear Matt. At first I had written “my gone youth”… and it bit me. I looked at the words and stared at them, and I told myself, for how long Zakiah? and the word long erupted and I included it. It was funny I thought.
This burning poem expresses a total love .
What a talent , you have Zakiah, in various fields.
Love ❤
Michel
Dear Michel,
I am not sure if I can call this talent. My daughter is talented… my son is talented. I live vicariously through their talents, I think. But I am immensely delighted and grateful that you like my work. Thank you a hundred fold.
Love always,
Zakiah.
So tantric; the beloved is the Beloved One. Wonder-full.
I have this ever present smile on my face and in my eyes at the use of your word tantric! you bring sensuality to my poem by your said word. Thank you dear heart!
From the start, I loved your poem. It expresses so much love. You are so talented.
Much love.
Thank you Elizabeth. Hope you and yours are doing well.
This poem made me *sigh* three times…especially loved the 3rd stanza!
❤ Romantic, indeed! ❤ and beautiful, SweetZ! 🙂
HUGS!!! 🙂
PS…Now I feel all valentine-y and love-y! 🙂
So glad that you feel that way with this poem, Carolyn. You are yourself such an amazing writer, and therefore, when I get a compliment from you, I feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Made my day.
Thank you.
Thank you so much for your kind generous compliments! 🙂
I think it is so wonderful when we can read a poet’s words and feel such deep emotion…or when the poem causes us to think about important things. Your writing does all of that and more!
(((HUGS))) for Almost-Friday!!! 😀
Muah. 🙂 🙂 🙂 ❤ ❤ <3.
Oh my!! 😀
Romantic? This poem is full of heat and desire. 😮
Whew…. sizzle. 😀
such passionate words. i’m craving for the same now.