The Last Antidote

For those dreams Were palpable Touching the drinker of the concoction With all might.

Last  Antidote

Tempestuous dreams brewed

Once the ancient herbs were concocted

After nightfall

In the pale light of the moon

When the secret recipes,

Guarded by all

like treasures of yore

Took effect

The lonely drinker would swoon

Mysteries of love, of passion, of hatred

Of poisonous animosity

Danced before half shut eyes

Laden with intoxicating smoke

Smoke… Smelling better than

the best Oud from Arabia.

The uncouth and the wizened alike

Longed for dreams, which surpassed

Any living being’s imagination

…. For those dreams

Were palpable

Touching the drinker of the concoction

With all might.

Embracing

gently enclosing him within his own dream.

tearing passion was imbibed

Just as the wet salty tears were felt

Different lives were lived

In years were spent

All in those realistic dreams

What maddening tricks

The brew played

What ancients miracles

One could behold

What finery worn,

Ah what love, sweet love, tasted

… All until…

The poison took effect

And shades of unseen horrors

Began eating the drinker’s mind

Screams were mute

the enticing potion played its last trick

The price

Of tempestuous dreams

Was matched with

The frightening reality.

It’s price…

The only antidote of now-poisoned dreams

To be claimed by the forces

Of the soundless winds,

…. The drinker’s last breath…

 

Catch more of Maryam Viqar with her previous poems at The Ugly Writers or by clicking on any of her works below:

call me home  man who can't be named  

And catch her on Instagram at Myrapoems

Maryam H. Viqar
A seeker, dreamer, scribbler, reader, writing poetry about grief, loss, rain, autumn, nocturnal silence, hope and sometimes love...and yes 'the sight of the stars makes me dream' too....

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Our ideal self is the perfect version of ourselves that we always admire. It is the image we want everyone else to see. It is the mirror against which we always compare our real self. Our ideal self is like our dream that we always wanted, the dream that motivates, set the standards and establishing goals in order to pursue them. My ideal self is the one who is an achiever, has a self confidence, the one who is brave and living her life to the fullest. I want to be a child who can make my parents so proud… Read more »

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