Taking NaPoWriMo up on their prompt today, today's poem is a ghazal.
As given on NaPoWriMo.net:
Today, because why not, let’s try writing a ghazal. (Pronounced khuzzle, more or less). Ghazals are an ancient Persian poetic form, and they are a good way of trying to let go of prose-like sense when writing poems. Ghazals are composed of couplets – about five to fifteen, so they’re short. But that doesn’t make them easy! The first couplet of a ghazal introduces the theme, which traditionally tends toward longing, erotic or otherwise. Both lines of the first couplet end in the same rhyming word or phrase. Then the second line of each succeeding couplet uses that rhyming word or phrase as well. Traditionally, you’re supposed to include your name, or a veiled reference to it, in the poem.
I woke up today knowing what I wanted to write about, but not how, and this prompt hit it right on the nose for me. Never had tried it before, but very happy with the end results! (Just try to ignore the inconsistency of font size.)
To Know the Fullness of Pain
One will never truly know the fullness of your pain,
that faultlessly burdened brand of necessary pain.
It wasn’t just the boon that Pontius thought he did ordain,
but of more than swinging shards was that, your precedentless pain.
It wasn’t the driven, rough-hewn splinters your carpenter arch did attain
as you labored through languor to deliver that promise of monumental pain.
It wasn’t even the vampiric iron that repeatedly pierced your membrane.
Not even this, with your liquefied heart, truly tells of your knell-honored pain.
It was but to tilt your face Heavenward, for once, to glimpse darkness where you knew Him to reign –
This was the Fatherless and forsaken sadness that truly concluded your pain.